A Year in High Heels

The feast of Epiphany. It claims to be a Christian event, but incidentally has no supporting scriptures to validate it. Rather, it seems to be a tradition that sprung up over time in relation to Christmas, and is one that none of the main branches of Christendom can seem to agree on a date for. Prior to Ms. Morton’s section on the subject I didn’t even know it existed. Needless to say, I don’t celebrate.

Joan of Arc & Henry VIII

I think Ms. Morton was stretching a bit with this section of her book (she doesn’t feel really inspired with this day). There is one lone sentence to commemorate Joan, and an odd tidbit about Henry and Anne Cleaves wedding date. That odd tidbit is followed up by the fact that they got divorced because of false advertising. Anne had been painted so well so as to be completely unrecognizable compared to her actual person. Perhaps in our modern world this could be considered a warning against digital filters. Though I doubt you’ll get as far as getting married and divorced over it. Your date will just ghost you.

Plough Monday

About as exciting as it sounds. The first Monday after the Twelve Days of Christmas. Another bid for good luck (can you blame the farmers? farming is unforgiving at best), with some traditions that in modern times may be…questionable. Blackening ones face? Yeah, just wait for those photos to show up at the most inconvenient time and ruin a potential political career.