THIS oh, so nearly made it to the coveted* Number 1 spot, because it is a tremendous song. Lennon’s murder on 8 December 1980 was the first celebrity death that I recall affecting me emotionally, all the more so when, barely a fortnight later at the Christmas Eve watchnight service, our local minister read out the words of this song in tribute.
Even Yoko’s tuneless caterwauling can’t spoil a near-perfect Christmas joy. And yes, it has kids and bells and all those clichés. But when I hear it, it takes me right back to childhood Christmases. And what more do you want from your Christmas hits than that?