I’ve been wassailing today, I’ve danced with my clog side, the local morris team danced and we wassailed the trees, finished off with a Mumming play.
|Sound the trumpet!|
We started off with dancing and singing Wassailing songs and then walked with lanterns to the orchard.
In the orchard we lit a fire, sang another song and then wassailed the trees. Everyone made as much noise as possible with rattles, shakers and party poppers and beat the trees (gently!) with sticks. Cider was poured over the trees and toast soaked in cider was stuck onto the branches. All evil spirits should have been scared out of the trees and a good crop of apples (and plums) ensured for this year – job done!
|Toast on a tree|
The Mummers did a traditional play with St George and the Turkish knight having a battle.
|A pharoe supervises the battle|
Although I’ve done this before I’d never noticed some of the words in the wassailing songs, I suppose it’s only when something’s on your mind that you see it. Two of the three wassailing songs mention my herbal aly; elder, but I don't know the significance.
Here We Come A Wassailing
1. Here we come a Wassailing among the leaves so green
Here we come a wassailing so as to be seen
Love and joy come to you, and to your wassail too
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
2. Our wassail it is made from the elderberry tree
Our ale it is made from the best barley
Wassail, wassail all over the town
Our cup it is white and our ale it is brown
Our cup is made from the elderberry tree
And so my good neighbours we’ll drink to thee
Drink to thee, drink to thee
And so good neighbours we’ll drink to thee