Hitting the Bottle

     The recent addition to my inventory of a pile of postcards featuring babies made me wonder a little more specifically about a matter we have mentioned hereinbefore.  Postcards of infants are filled with sociological observations, but most of those can be left to others, i.e., the proportion of mothers to fathers in baby-holding, theContinue reading “Hitting the Bottle”

Screen Scrooges: A Ghost’s Mission

     “Are you the Spirit, sir, whose coming was foretold to me?” asked Scrooge.      “I am!”      The voice was soft and gentle.  Singularly low, as if instead of being so close beside him, it were at a distance.      “Who, and what, are you?” Scrooge demanded.      “I am the Ghost of ChristmasContinue reading “Screen Scrooges: A Ghost’s Mission”

Screen Scrooges: The Ghost of Christmas Past

     The curtains of the bed were drawn aside, I tell you, by a hand.  Not the curtains at his feet, nor the curtains at his back, but those to which his face was addressed.  The curtains of his bed were drawn aside and Scrooge, starting up into a half-recumbent attitude,  found himself face toContinue reading “Screen Scrooges: The Ghost of Christmas Past”