A Child’s Christmas in Wales

My uncle Don gave me this book in 1985 and I had forgotten about it until this Christmas, when it arrived in a package of Christmas gifts from my parents along with a note indicating that now that I had my own library (work in progress!), they were returning my book. Personally, I can’t think of Dylan Thomas without thinking of Homestead, a local bar which used to be named Dylan’s, with the inscription still above the bar to rage rage against the dying of the light.
I quickly read this children’s book, illustrated by Trina Schart Hyman, and while interesting, it hasn’t been a Christmas tradition for me, so it isn’t packed with memories. Dylan essentially remembers Christmastime in Wales, full of snow and snowballs aimed at cats or fires. He walked the streets of town with a candy cigarette to toughen his image, and ends up at home after caroling outside a haunted house and hearing a voice join them. Music was a critical piece of the Christmas tradition.