This is the time for the annual viewing of The Bishop's Wife, the only Christmas movie I never get tired of, from the skating scene to the magic sherry bottle, to Debby throwing a curve in the snowball-fort fight.
So on my tiny upstairs TV, I watched, sipping my golden milk. Perfect.
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