'Where’s your reindeer?’ - From the archive: January 1904

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The Yorkshire poet Walter Hampson narrates a tale that, according to him, took place on Christmas Eve 1890

Yo’ be a musician, sir, bean’t yo’?” I gracefully pleaded guilty. “Ay,” he continued, “moosic’s a fine thing”…

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