The Curtains of his bed were drawn aside, I tell you, by a hand. It was a strange figure – like a child: yet not so like a child as like an old man. The voice was soft and gentle. I am the ghost of Christmas Past.
Humbug ! Dickens’ s Christmas tale is retold as a mini-play, with Natasha and Rob playing all the parts between them including Scrooge! A squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching covetous old sinner!
A frog who helps a young man in the search for his wife. From the Violet Fairy Book of Andrew Lang.
