My poor mum spent a freezing 20 mins. outside the house because (then boyfriend, later husband) were late. She would not go back in the house. (She was a Scot.) When we arrived she gave him a traditional bit of coal and nip of whisky to carry into the house. I still continue this tradition and shove Mr. J2 out just before midnight! The First-footer has to be male and dark-haired. It springs (so I was told) from the fear of blonde Viking raiders.
We do the first male thing in Ireland, no redheads (no way) sign of trouble but we call it (apart from NYE) Oíche na Coda Móire, the night of the big portion, our houses are supposed to be spotless - no chance with parties going on - I've not done it in a long time, last time was in my old house, two neighbours called, one was dead by end of Jan the other by end of the year, so I don't carry out the tradition any longer, that's just me, it's still carried out in R Of I
That's right jourdain, the last thing they wanted was a big burly blonde turned up with a whopping great axe on new years eve :o) Happy New Year to You and Mr J x
Quite a quaint tradition. Nearest I get to observing a NYE tradition is singing Auld Lang Syne to which I mumble through as I don't know all the words!!
Sharon! I'm horrified! Just don't sing 'for the sake of auld lang syne'.
'Syne' means 'sake' so the words are simply 'For auld lang syne'. You can do it properly tonight! :)