Sunday, December 21, 2008


Wait, don't hang up. I know you're sick of this song already.

Sooner or later the madness will stop and everybody will forget (please god) how Simon Cowell tried to kill Jeff Buckley all over again. Alexandra will go and make lots of nice records with Beyonce (or whatever) and we can all relax again.

In the meantime I am grateful to the X-Factor for this one thing; yesterday I walked into the kitchen at my Mother-in-Law's house to find Ian and her poring over the printed out lyrics of the song- Ian explaining his interpretation at his mother's request.

I think that will be my Advent moment this year. Bring it on.

Happy Christmas everyone (and thanks to Paul for the call to blogship).