It’s January 5th. People all over Ireland are slowly coming to terms with the fact that another Christmas is over. Bank balances are looking as unhealthy as we are after the excesses of the season…and it’s the winter.
So why am I skipping around the house when no one is looking, smiling and singing?
Because tomorrow is January 6th, Women’s little Christmas. “What is that?” I hear you ask. Traditionally it’s the day the decorations are taken down and women are looked after by the men of the house by day, after which the women of Cork (and a few other counties in Ireland) go out in droves to bars, restaurants and shows, to truly celebrate the end of Christmas.
I’d never heard of such a day until I moved to Cork twenty six years ago. Not wishing to upset the natives I decided I’d better embrace it too and have done so yearly since. Tomorrow will be no exception. So come lunchtime, in the name of tradition, six of us will pile into two cars and make our way to West Cork for the night. There we will spend time enjoying this special occasion, just as generations have done for many years.
So, Happy Nollaig Na mBan to women everywhere. Don’t worry if you can’t participate I’ll have a drink or two for all of you and maybe even one for the missing men also!
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