Hogmanay

FIRE!! There is nothing which screams to the primeval part of anyones psyche like a fire. We were fortunate enough to be invited to spend Hogmanay in Scotland and be taken into Biggar, who host a fire festival.

The roots of Hogmanay are a bit fuzzy but its believed that it ties in with the Norse celebration of  winter solstice among the Norse as well as incorporating customs from the Gaelic celebration of Samhain ( which is celebrated in various forms throughout the UK featuring fire).  Usually in Scottish villages there is a precession of fire bearers, a pipping band and fire ball swinging before the huge bonfire is lit and dancing begins. 

I found it interesting that traditionally Christmas was not celebrated as a festival and that Hogmanay was the more traditional celebration in Scotland ( though now with commercialisation its anyones game)

The day before New Years is spent cleaning the house spotlessly and ensuring that everything has been aired.

We went into Biggar to check out the huge bonfire heap which had been accumulating for over a week and I have to say it was impressive. Sat on the main street, tonnes of waste wood pieces and logs were thrown up higher and higher.  I've taken a shot of the kids in front of it for scale. 

A huge precession marched up the street to the sound of many bagpipes wailing their tune. ( an eerie sound - as there were no cheers - silence all but for the bagpipes and roar of the fire bearers)

Fire bearers nearly stood shoulder to shoulder around the fire and waited for the signal to lower their burning brand.

It went up with a huge WHOOMPH! and began crackling madly. I can imagine a few people lost eyebrows and eyelashes being so close. 

We stayed for a while to watch the flames lick high into the inky darkness; that is, until the smoke almost overtook us. We were soon blanketed in thick smoke and had to escape to the car to get away from it.  Great night though!

Happy new years one and all.  May the dark young man who steps across your threshold bring fortune, happiness and health to you and your family.

Castlerigg Stone Circle

Castlerigg Stone Circle is situated near Keswick in Cumbria and to my mind probably the most atmospheric and dramatically situated of any of the ancient stone circles.  So many people believe that Stonehenge is the only stone circle in the UK; which is mad; especially given Avebury is only 10 miles away and just as impressive.

Castlerigg is around the same vintage though, believed to have been raised in about 3000 BC during the Neolithic period.

We were fortunate enough to be there on a crisp beautiful afternoon, just as the last rays of sunlight burst over the snow capped mountains.  The light was incredible. Set high up on the hills with panoramic views of Helvellyn and High Seat as a backdrop, its a breathtaking spot to be.

It certainly has a powerful energy surrounding it; and I was glad to have been granted time to wander inside the stones and meditate.

Christmas Day 2014

Stockings are set with care, bribes are out and children snoozing, desperately trying to stay awake to take a peak of Santa Claus.

I'm eternally grateful for the wonders of technology. Christmas morning ( Aussie time) was something I could share with my family, while here, in the dark and cold, we were still waiting for Saint Nick to arrive. It was wonderful to see and hear my family back home getting stuck into presents, firing up the nerf guns and getting ready for a big family meal together.

Here, in the Lakes District, we slept to a respectable 7 am and called more friends and family, chatting till mid morning ( and hunger overcame the desire to talk)

One of my favourite breakfasts is smoked salmon Eggs Benedict. Its one of those luxury breakfasts that screams "holiday". I also adore a fruit platter ( most meals if we have to be honest here)

The kids were very excited to see what Santa had brought; the toss up between the books and the new ipad ( what great kids I have!)

Continuing the tradition of wearing silly hats at the main Christmas meal, we have Morgan sporting his turkey hat and Lilly wearing a very fetching reindeer hat.

Again, through the wonders of tech, we were able to share our meal with Michael, who at some terrible time in the morning in Australia, also put on a silly hat and joined in virtually.

I didn't go stupid on the meal - just the traditional stuff - turkey ( so succulent!) roast veges, brussels sporouts, honeyed carrots and minty peas, cranberry sauce and a thick gravy made from pan juices.. yummmmm.

We toasted absent family and friends, were grateful for a wonderful year and welcomed in the new opportunities 2015 will bring us. 

Though it is promising to snow later in the week, it doesn't look good.  We are in the lovely town of Ambleside in the Lakes District,where the home is snug and warm. Our plans extend to watching Christmas movies on the box and eating popcorn.

Wishing all our loved ones a wondrous festive season.