It's been a gleeful time in Birmingham leading up to Christmas today. The cheese is about to be eaten by myself and 3 Bransons, and it's a plentiful platter. The one hiccup of these festivities is that I'm feeling really coldish today so I've only had half a glass of wine, when technically I should be on my second bottle by now (love the English!). But this little treat is what we got up to last night around Pez's. If you listen closely you can hear me, however I don't recommend it. Hearing yourself sing on play back is always discouraging, especially when trying to harmonise the high parts.
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