Join us Saturday, December 5th, Noon
Performed by Gwenllian Higginson and Gareth John Bale
One Hour with other poems and letters plus a question and answer session.
This is Dylan Thomas’s homage to the Christmases of his boyhood, when the snow was thicker and whiter,
when everything about Christmas was better than it is now.
(Sound familiar? Ah, the good old days!) It’s the sheer acrobatic brilliance of the language here that we most love.
This is the most delicious read-aloud for having words trip off the tongue.
A classic among Christmas tales. The Christmases remembered here are quintessentially Thomas’s own
but they have become the archetypal family season that we all hold dear.
“It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down
and then we had tea.”
“And when the firemen turned off the hose and were standing in the wet, smoky room, Jim’s Aunt, Miss Prothero,
came downstairs and peered in at them. Jim and I waited, very quietly, to hear what she would say to them.
She said the right thing, always.
She looked at the three tall firemen in their shining helmets, standing among the smoke and cinders and dissolving snowballs, and
she said, “Would you like anything to read?”
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