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Re: weather??
I have a very funny memory of that song tied to a Xmas at my Nanny's when I was about 8 - a proper family party with a few of the oldies - Nanny's brothers Frank and Jack disappeared in to the front room all afternoon with a bottle of whiskey which they downed.
When it was time to go home, Nanny's sister Elsie went in to call them and found them both drunk -managed to get them into their hats and overcoats and brought them in to say good-bye, they had to go back to Padiham. Frank started singing Jerusalem because he was so drunk he thought he'd died and gone to heaven! Dad had to help my Grandad get them both out and into the car...
It comes back whenever I hear the song...
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