A Child's Christmas in Wales

Dylan Thomas wrote a most wonderful short story (or perhaps poem) titled "A Child's Christmas in Wales." In the mid 80s, a film version was made - through some kind of Canadian/UK coproduction. It is one of the most blissful Christmas narrative experiences out there, and should not be missed by anyone with a remotely nostalgic/literary/christmassy soul.

My family watches it every year on christmas, at night, after the unwrapping and eating, when we're all a bit tired and quiet - and it's wonderful. Quite funny at times, utterly entertaining but also really pushes the nostalgia buttons (in a good way).

I cannot recommend this enough. reading the text is also wonderful - Thomas's lyricism is breathtaking. In the first paragraph, we get this:
"I plunge my hands in the snow and bring out whatever I can find. In goes my hand into that wool-white bell-tongued ball of holidays resting at the rim of the carol-singing sea..."

It's a beautiful text, a beautiful film (Denholm Elliott wonderfully narrates and acts as the grandfather) and not to be missed now (or any other time of year).