‘This is our third Christmas as residents of North Wales. We’re actually spending it in Scotland because, well…my family is there and it’d be a bit odd if we stayed here on our own…’
|Jesus wept…imagine this turning up at your door in the dead of night|
This appears to originate from South Wales and involves a horse’s skull attached to a pole and hidden beneath a sheet. Obviously.
And once you have these items assembled, you take ’em outside and go visit your neighbours.
Yeah, it’s every bit as weird as it sounds. On Gwyl San Steffan (Boxing Day, obvs), the male of the species would cut bits of holly from nearby bushes and proceed to sneak around the village.
One he happened upon an unsuspecting female servant, he would beat her arms and legs with the bush. The tradition would also be inflicted upon whoever was last out of bed on Christmas Day.
If we did this in our family at Christmas, my little sister would be REALLY sore come dinner time.
Basically, a callenig is an apple. Sorry, but it’s true. However, this an apple with a difference as it’s decorated. Yay! This is s very glamorous apple, people. It’s adorned with cloves and perched on a stand made of twigs. Sounds gorgeous, right?
TBH, it’s the fanciest apple EVER. It would NOT look out of place on an episode of Masterchef, served up with a raspberry coulis, lime twill and sheep intestine glaze.
Tradition calls for you to gift a callenig to your friends to wish them good crops for next year. Cheap pressie, at least. Might get a bit mouldy after a while, though.
|I don’t get out of bed early for anyone.|
The point of this is to get up really early and go to Church. Now, I consider most Church services as early starters as, you know, Sundays are for hangovers, but the Welsh tradition really takes the cake.
Us Scots have our fair share of wonderfully dotty traditions and that’s what makes us so unique. Stay special, Wales. And keep up with all the amazing Welsh traditions.