A Christmas Carol

“…Sucking-pigs, wreaths of sausages, mince-pies, plum-puddings, barrels of oysters…” Parson’s Nose’s annual celebration of the English language when we revel in Dickens’ own words, the delicious description of Victorian London we skimmed in high school but now can enjoy over a cup of wine or cocoa. “Scrooge lived in a gloomy suite of rooms, in a lowering pile of a building up a yard where it had so little business to be that one could scarcely help fancying it must have run there when it was a young house, playing at hide and seek with other houses, and forgotten the way out again.”