Today I’m celebrating the winter solstice. It is the shortest day of the year, so from here on in the days begin to get longer as the earth’s northern hemisphere tilts back towards the sun. The word ‘solstice’ is derived from the Latin solstitium, the “point at which the sun stands still”.

So turn on your fairy lights to chase away the gloom, ’tis indeed midwinter…

…which brings me on to songs of the season!

This is the first verse of In The Bleak Midwinter, a nineteenth-century hymn, written back when the seasons were predictable:

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.

Brr! But if you don’t know the words to a Christmas carol, just make them up! Here’s the correct first verse of We Three Kings of Orient Are:

We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts, we traverse afar.
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star.

I like this. Nice alliteration in the third line. However, here are the more creative options:

We three kings of Leicester Square
Selling ladies underwear
So fantastic, no elastic
Only tuppence a pair.


We three Kings of Orient are,
One in a taxi, one in a car,
One on a scooter, tooting his hooter,
Following yonder star.

Altogether now…oh-oh. Sing and be merry!