A misty day just added to the English feel of the Dickens Christmas in historic Franklin. We enjoyed kettle corn, caramel apples and hot chocolate while we wandered Main Street enjoying the music, sights and sounds of an Olde English Christmastime.
Timothy gets asked to be hired as a pick pocket. One day's wages would get him a drafty, drippy room, a cup of milk and some toast if he was willing to leave his family to work. He's thinking about it and Austin is pleased that Timothy hasn't said "no" yet.
Christmas carols on brass instruments always sound so grand.
But the bells sound heavenly to the ear.