It is a tradition for some to read 'The Dead' by James Joyce. This novella is the final story in Joyce's collection Dubliners. It describes a Christmas party given by Kate and Julia Morkan, two elderly Dublin ladies, that is attended by their nephew, Gabriel Conroy, and his wife. While the party is festive, full of dancing, drinking, and eating, it is also pervaded by political, religious, and sexual tensions, as well as memories of loss. When Gabriel and his wife go home at the end of the night, she reveals a long-kept secret that leads to an epiphany.
One of the newest items in our shop are Christmas puddings... The Irish born in our Community are ecstatic... I am kicking myself for not buying a pair of earrings I saw at a faire in Donegal afew years back...They were hand-beaded Christmas puddings...
Brrrr... sort of like our Polar Bear swims here I would think
For us...St Stephen's day is about doing unseen good deeds... leaving a fully cooked dinner on the porch for an elderly couple... dropping food boxes off at homes in the poorer sections of town...
Bless you Bit
I'll settle for the old tradition of placing a lighted candle in the window announcing a place of refuge for strangers. Plenty are sure to drop in as we're having an open-house party tomorrow evening!
As regards the Christmas sweater, there is a minor craze going on at the moment in these parts and that is to scour the secondhand and charity stores to find the tackiest and most outrageous of the genre. Evidently good taste was at it lowest ebb in the 80' and '90's.
nice looking jumper for christmas
heres a Christmas card I have been using for years
feel free to use it if you like