tale to tale

I’m not missing the bygone days – some tradition have rightfully faded away into history.

But there is a significant want for community and tradition, especially in today’s times.

Living in the UK, annual traditions seem to only stay within families, aside from commercial or foreign festivities.

The closest thing we have to maintaining a long standing tradition is either our sporting history, the monarchy (which recently has shown it’s worth) and hushed pagan rituals.

Whenever I am lucky enough to travel, I love seeking out the traditions and festivities of other cultures.

My time in Vilanova i la geltru, Catalonia, had me on the edge of my seat, as weekly they’d throw a huge town festival celebrating a range of mediums. From harvest festivals, to devils and even festivals dedicated to horses.

In the UK we’ve lost this on a national scale.

But inside our local cheese rolling, solstice and summer fayre antics we have a very personal national pride.

And it would be nice if I could use my blog to share them.

So if you – a passer-by – happen to know of any, please let me know in the comments.

It’s my goal for this blog to capture the tales we tell from person to person. The golden nuggets of our civilisations. The festivals, the art and the celebrations of every kind.