What is Christmas without some classic tunes? For me my fondest memories of the festive season revolve around the sounds of an old cassette tape (remember those kids?) my mother picked up for a few cents at Bentleigh market one Sunday morning. At the time I remember rolling my nine year old eyes at her because Christmas music was so lame, especially the old school stuff. Why couldn't she invest in something cooler like Mariah Carey? Little did I know that the melodies of Frankie Vaughan, The Kaye Sisters and Rosemary Squires would soon become a much loved favorite for many years to come.
For me it's just not Christmas without this tape playing in the background on
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