White Christmas, December 4: Rosemary Clooney

Don’t you love the sound of crackles in the background of a vinyl record? There’s even something a bit Christmassy about it, because it sounds like a log fire. And this is a lovely arrangement, and the first by a girl (there are more to come, don’t worry). Also, I like looking at Rosemary Clooney’s face, because it’s more like George’s than you expect it to be.

I’m sorry that it’s hours and hours late. It’s been that sort of a day.