Happy new year everyone!
January is named after the Roman god Janus, who faced both forwards and backwards-recalling the past whilst looking to the future. The god of endings and beginnings. Looking back at 2020 with all the concerns and difficulties there were world wide, we look forward into 2021 with hopeful anticipation of a new year.
During January we had varied activities. We made fat balls during a cold snap for the bluetits and robins. They were easily made with lard and bird seeds as you can see.
For “Burns Night”, whilst making these delicious shortbread biscuits to celebrate this particular tradition, we sang Old Lang Syne and recited poems to mice, Tam O’ Shanter and Haggis.
Reverand Brian Dunlop sent a most interesting DVD for us to watch about the meaning and coming of the Magi.
The Karaoke machine has been set up, thanks to Jamie, with interested audience participation.
The popular film shows continue with Keith. “The Glenn Miller Story” went down well-also showing-”Billy Elliot”.
I remember lying in the snow and waving my arms and legs to make the imprint of a flying machine. I was whimpering with the cold and wet when my Mother wondered what on earth we had been doing.
Winters were much harder than they are now. Four feet was nothing for snow, very very hard. They had to tie bags around the horses feet so they could get a grip on the ground. We had open fires and often got snowed in. We cooked on those fires. We brought the young calves in out of the cold. The sheep looked after themselves.
One winter, when I was young, we were snowed in for 13 weeks in Yanworth. We could only reach the village, just 22 cottages. We relied on a mobile shop for food, which came twice a week. We had enough food to keep us through the winter. My Father was a shepherd and occasionally had to dig out the sheep when they became buried in the snow.
I was born in Northumberland-The Cheviot
Hills always in view. We loved the snow
and got so excited. We made ice castles. It
was a mining area so we always had coal
for the fires. The snow was up to the
hedges. My husband walked along the
tops of them. One day I would like to see Northumberland again.
That was a long time ago. I lived in a part of Hamilton, Scotland. The winters were very cold with lots of snow. I had a sledge. I also played ice-hockey, professionally too. In winter there was little traffic –there were no 4 x 4’s then.