Showing posts with label iceland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label iceland. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

An advent calendar of sorts. Day 14

A couple of days ago, I promised I would explain why the Icelandic Yule cat eats people with no new clothes to wear.

In Iceland a traditional way of earning a living was to raise sheep. Most people worked  for a master and were paid with a proportion of the wool they managed to produce during the year. So, if you didn't have enough wool at the end of the season to make some new clothes for yourself, it meant that you hadn't worked hard enough - and that made you a target for the Yule cat.

Is this where the tradition arose of giving socks as presents?

Monday, December 12, 2011

An advent calendar of sorts. Day 12

In Iceland they say that 13 lads herald the arrival of Yule. From December 12 to Christmas Day (yes - they've christianised the tradition but still call them Yule lads) a new rascal arrives each day. They are the sons of the troll Gryla and friends of the hungry Yule cat.


The first to arrive is Stekkjastaur, the sheep worrier, and the rest of his brothers are just as naughty: for example there's the sausage stealer, window peeper, door slammer and lots of other wickedness. After Christmas Day they leave, one by one, until Twelfth Night, when Icelanders celebrate the end of the holiday season with bonfires and a party.

The Yule Cat, throughout the season, will eat anyone who does not have a new item of clothing to wear. And you'll have to wait for an explanation of why.