The Twelve Days of Doubt
No drummers or milkmaids in sight but surprises abound
I’ve always had a soft spot for the spectacularly annoying cumulative song known as The Twelve Days of Christmas.
For me, the attraction lies in the vivid imagery: the partridge, dancing ladies, gold rings, swans, and so much more.
The song is a feast for the imagination.
The original British lyrics date back to the late 18th century, while the melody we k…
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