A rather important date in the calender of us 'spiritual' types, today. It's a bit like our Christmas!
Though I will admit that I find some of the rituals rather perplexing.
Quite why we have to hollow out an owl (or a pumpkin for the squeamish), I won't even pretend to understand.
Still, tradition is tradition so I'll be off to the woods today with my cosh and a spoon, and hope that I don't run into the RSPB again. They're a surly bunch that seem to have a bit of an adversity to witchcraft.
I've also never quite got my head around why we have to do this at the end of October. Surely, if one is going to run around naked, bashing owls on the head, the middle of Summer would be more appropriate!
Ours is not to reason why, I suppose.
The Bull's Hit.
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You do talk a lot of ghoulies sometimes, Lucy.
It used to be fine to run around naked at the end of October.
But carry on believing in the theory of post industrial global warming if you wish.
The pre Christian Britons celebrated twin god sons of the goddess Car. Their names were Bel and Bran. The gods of the waxing and waning seasons. Summer was obviously waxing time for the girls. And "Waning" was a Victorian corruption of the original wanking season.
Round about halloween Bel and Bran had a shift changeover. And one or the other was sent off with a good old bonfire to hide for the winter in his cave and to emerge for his next shift six months later at Oestre ...
Then along came the Christian market research people. To take over the religious scams lads we will need a Trinity to match the existing set up. We will keep easter (oestre) as the time of death awaiting resurrection of the son of God. And we will have him resurrect as the same person from his cave just three days later and make the six month delay to resurrection at halloween redundant. and tell them halloween is bad but OK if Guy Fawkes hijacks it in a few centuries time when encouraging a bit of hatred for Catholics becomes politically requisite.
There could be some good old bonfires this Guy Fawkes with all that cyclohexanone nicked, not noticed until now and needful of nefarious nifty negation in November.
*I* talk a lot of old ghoulies?
What about this lot, then?
Anyhow, I never did manage to get an owl this year. Caught a squirrel, though and thought 'that'll have to do'. They're a lot more wriggly than owls!
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