Not exactly Rudolf but a red stag in Killarney last week. Photo by Chris Grayson
Well, I never
I thought you might be as surprised as I was by this fact from Durrus History
The Last of the Enterprise Town photos
Christmas in Kerry in the 1920s
This account by Eamon Kelly of his childhood Christmas is from a book called Christmas in Ireland by Colin Morrison
....It was the quality of the candlelight, too shy you’d say to penetrate into every nook and corner, and giving the kitchen the appearance of an old oil painting that I remember from Christmases long ago. I remember too all the work that went into making the house ready for the feast -bringing in the berry holly to deck out the kitchen, fixing the candles and cutting the log, Bloc na Nollag, and placing it in position in the hearth lying flat as it fell, we were told, and the sods of turf standing as they were cut. It took the block some time to take fire but when it did the chairs had to be moved back, even the cat had to shift herself when the little jets of steam and sparks making loud reports came from the log. In the wider circle, we, the small lads sat on the floor with cups of lemonade and sweet cake after the Christmas Eve supper of ling, white onion sauce and laughing potatoes. And we made room for a neighbor or two while my father uncorked a big earthenware jar and landed out a few healthy taoscáns of the dark liquid and it was “Happy Christmas, Merry Christmas everyone” reechoing what was painted on the mottos pinned to the chimney breast.