A bit of festive singalonging today. At the farmers' market, I joined in the carol singing and then we popped into the park for the annual tradition, the festive singalong. Seems to get more chaotic every year - the roast chestnuts are usually half-raw, the mulled wine lukewarm or still being boiled, and lots of parents trying to keep track of their hyperactive toddlers. But still we got to sing along.
