PS. One note of animosity I have detected: the landlord at the Royal is liable to get shirty if people ask for tap water to lubricate their throats, rather than buying his beer!

PPS. The locals in the Beech will no doubt prefer to hear the carols they know anyway, Les. I remember going to sing at an old people's home in Glossop one Christmas and presenting a couple of exotic Sheffield versions of 'While Shepherds Watched', then asking the assembled residents whether they had any requests. "Yes," barked one elderly woman pointedly, 'While Shepherds Watched'!"