Tag: The Twelve Days of Christmas

But hang on a bit! We have the first day to worry about first …

On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me -
A partridge in a pear tree.

Um, I can’t do a partridge. Will another game bird, a pheasant, do? And I can’t do a pear tree either. Here’s an apple tree.

On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me -
Two turtle doves...

I offer you instead two common-or-garden wood pigeons.

I've an awful feeling I shall come to regret starting this: my photo archive is not stuffed with images of milkmaids - or lords a-leaping. Among other items mentioned in the song. I shall seek to rise to this self-imposed challenge.