I decided last week that Dylan Thomas' would be the best - as well as the quickest - offering I could make this Christmas morning. I decided that without reckoning with the piece itself. Because once I found the sites to post, I started reading it again. And when I did that, nothing would do but that I read it all. Out loud. Which is what I suggest you do as well. Tie your family to chairs and take them to Wales in the early years of the last century. And if you prefer to listen as well, simply go here.
Many of my early Christmases had Uncles too.