Showing posts with label Victorians. Show all posts
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Thursday, 11 December 2014

Bah Humbug. It's December again - 14 days until Christmas

Bah Humbug, it's 11th December. It's Thursday and now I am half way through another week and only 14 days to go.

I've just realised that I brought a box of Christmas decorations up from the basement and left them sitting behind the piano. Now that is clever, or rather absent minded of me. 

I now have the conundrum of whether to unpack them and decorate the tree, which after all will only be decorated for another couple of weeks, or just put them away. I don't even remember what is in that box, other than little glass trinkets. Little glass trinkets that the cat will probably play with. Maybe I'll just put the box away.

Which raises the question of why on earth do we cut down evergreen fir trees, and of a particular type, we tend to get Noble Firs here in Singapore while in the US they like the Scots Pine, which always makes me think of men in kilts moaning that they've been forgotten at Christmas.

I digress.

If you are not in to chopping down forests, even if they are grown for chopping down, then you will have invested in a recyclable Christmas tree - in other words, a fake one. One that you take down each year, tape up with tie-wraps and stick in a cupboard to gather dust for the next 11 months of the year. But it does save money and trees and necessitates a certain amount of exercise and exertion to put it together and stand it up. Mine weighs a ton.

I digressed again from the point, why do we decorate fir/pine trees at Christmas?

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The ritual, for that is really what it is, of decorating the Christmas tree, is a family occasion, when everyone helps and gets into the Christmas spirit. Well that is how it used to be; now it is just me, as my boys feel too grown up for this.

I decided to look into this, and here is my potted - like the tree - summary of where it all came from. I've included some links at the end for anyone who really is interested ;)

Legend has it that St Boniface travelled from Devon in 7th Century to the area of what is now Northern Germany to convert the pagan tribes to Christianity. He is said to have used the triangular shape of the fir tree to explain the Holy Trinity.

Whether that is true or not, many northern Europeans would hang pine trees upside down in and around their homes – (they do make things smell nice when it is stuffy at Christmas). Romans used to decorate their doors with wreaths and arrangements made from greenery to signify a celebration. It was also believed that they kept out evil spirits and witches.

Trees began to be decorated at Christmas fairs held in sixteenth century, to attract people to merchant’s stalls. The merchants hung gifts and food and all sorts on their trees. Rather like the shop windows of today and the scenes outside the shopping malls in Singapore, the trees became more and more elaborate as merchants became more competitive.

It was Martin Luther, the Protestant reformer who first decorated trees with candles to capture the scene of the stars in the sky at Christmas.

The Christmas tree eventually became popular in Great Britain during the reign of Queen Victoria. She used to have one in her room as a child each Christmas. She decorated her tree with candles and was sketched along side it with Prince Albert and their children.

The one downside with putting candles on trees is that you are mixing wood and flames, which equal fire. 

Some insurance companies in the US wanted the government to pass a law banning candles on trees. A prime example of Bah Humbug! In 1895 and American Ralph Morris invented the electric Christmas lights. Which sort of put stop to the insurance companies spoiling Christmas!



That covers the lights, but what about the other decorations and trinkets we put on the tree?

Many years ago, people believed that when a tree lost its leaves outside that their spirits would leave them and then the leaves would never grow again. So, people dressed up the trees in brightly coloured strips of cloth to make sure that the spirits stayed with the trees.

When people began to bring trees inside at Christmas, they started decorating them with sweets and fruit and toys and beads and even tinsel. And the rest is history.

Which shows that traditions come from somewhere, often intriguing and varied and that we should always try to capture the original essence of why we celebrate certain festivals.


That reminds me, I still never got down to the bottom of why we give gifts at Christmas.


That will have to be for another day.

BAH HUMBUG.











Monday, 8 December 2014

Bah Humbug. It's December again - 17 Days until Christmas

Bah Humbug, it's 8th December. The start of the second week of Advent, the start of a working week, (and I can hardly open my eyes), seven pieces of chocolate have been consumed - and probably a lot more that had little to do with Advent calendars.

A whole week of Advent, and I have not eaten a mince pie yet. I did make pizza and pizza dough balls for dinner last night, but that doesn't count. That's an Italian tradition. Maybe I should make some pastry later on and finally open the jar of mincemeat that has been sitting in the cupboard?

Mincemeat with no meat. 

That always confused me when I was young. 

Mince pies. Mince pies denote pies made with mince, as in meat that has been put through one of those funny old contraptions with a funnel on the top and a handle that you turn so that the meat going in comes out in stringy munched up chunks. An early version of processed meat.

The mince pies today are not filled with meat. 

They were originally. 

Crusaders brought them back from the Middle East in 13th Century. Pies filled with chopped meat, fruit and spices. And that is how they were eaten for a long time at Christmas, normally containing 13 different ingredients to represent Christ and the 12 disciples.

As usual, we have the Victorians to blame with their strange eating habits for the sweet version, (they sort of invented jelly, but that isn't Christmassy so I shall not be writing about it here). They made the pies smaller and sweeter and the meat sort of disappeared. The ingredients were prepared months in advance (they planned things out, just like preparing the Christmas pudding), and stored it in jars, ready for the December pies. 

I'm not Victorian, well, at least I don't think I am, but I remember as a child waiting excitedly for the first mince pies of the season. Now you can buy mince meat and mince pies just about all year round, rather like Hot Cross Buns (that's another tradition that I could write about, but shall not as it has nothing to do with Christmas - that's Easter).

There are many stories about it being illegal to eat mince pies on Christmas Day. I don't think that's true as I have eaten many in my time. If it is, then I am probably living on borrowed time. Rather I think, we should make it illegal to throw away so many of these little treats that make a wonderful mid-morning snack with a cup of tea or an espresso. Unilever claimed in 2012 that 74 million pies are thrown away every year. That is a lot of landfill!

On that note, I shall leave you with a wonderful article that appeared yesterday in the British newspaper: The Independent, Sweet delight: A brief history of the mince pie

I suppose the Brits really do love their pies.








BAH HUMBUG

Now where is that jar of mince meat?