I can clearly remember the night of 5/6th June, 1944 D Day. We were in bed, blown our candles out, and settled down for the night. Just after one o'clock we were all awake due to the almighty row ...

With that, the trumpeter and singer tucks into a lyrical, buoyant reading of “The Night Before Christmas.” He hews to the words but makes them his own in a voice that glitters with joy.