Well, here we all are after another blitz of celebration of a calendar change. Hmm.
Today's moan is for what New Year has become, and nostalgia for the now apparently vanished Scots New Year celebration.
Rather than partying from evening onwards, we used to soberly have preparation, but no drinks or celebration until the striking of New Year itself. A few songs, poems, and reflection on the year were in order, and then, when the clock struck, celebrations would be a raising of glasses, as everbody had their "nerdy". (Abbreviation of New Year's Day, you Sassenach morons).
After that, things would become quite lively, with singing, dancing and general getting of stuff down people's necks. Round about 2am, when the initial celebrations were beginning to pall, hardy souls would tuck a bottle in their pockets and start round the neighbourhood, ringing doorbells and first-footing.
What do we get now? Jools Holland? Aargh. (Mind you, this is not to argue for the return of Andy Stewart). IS anyone out there nostalgic for the old Scots Hogmanay and Nerdy, or is Hedgehod drivelling, as usual?
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
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