Monday, 14 December 2009

Desmond and the Concoction.

Christmas always stirs a strange mix of feelings in me: one part nostalgia, with nine parts homesickness. Which is strange, because I'm neither overseas nor a father working overtime with eight children waiting at home.

But it happens.

And when it does, one plays Buble's Home.

(He knows Christmas feelings are very real, so this Individual sends his love to people who are far from home this year. And of course, overtiming fathers with eight children. He would also like to shamelessly tout Westlife's cover of Home. Which he really likes, so keep your snide remarks to yourself. No, seriously.)

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