Saint Stephen’s Day

 Posted by on December 26, 2008  Add comments
Dec 262008
 

When I was a child, Saint Stephen’s Day was a time for the elder generations to reflect and take stock.  A time for renewing old bonds, setting aside old enmities and reaching out to those they had lost touch with.

A time to visit people who hated the living sight of them, wish them season’s greetings and annoy the shit out of them by drinking their whiskey and eating all their food.  How well I remember my father dragging me up the street towards the door of some hated relative, with a cheery Christmas song on his lips.  Hold out your hand and look poor, he used to snarl.  Keep holding it out until they give you enough.

In those days, the barefoot Wran Boys would come running though our street in the morning, with their blackened faces and their cheery urchin grins, knocking on doors and singing

The wran, the wran, the king of all birds,
St. Stephen’s Day was caught in the furze,
Up with the kettle and down with the pan,
This is the day we follow the wran

And my father would open the window and lean out to them and he’d say It’s a fucking wren, ye ignorant little fuckers, now fuck off home to your thieving bastard no-good fathers and let us alone!

And then he might throw a poker or maybe a broken kettle at them, and sometimes it would hit one of the smaller ones and with any luck it might even draw blood.

How we used to laugh.

Of course, St Stephen’s Day was also the day when we surveyed the wreckage of our Christmas presents to see if there was anything we hadn’t broken, but usually there was nothing left. And then we’d have to call around to the neighbours’ children and break all their toys instead, but that was fine.  I think we loved St Stephen’s Day even more than we loved Christmas Day.

One of my favourite toys was the Meccano set.  You can’t get them any more, I believe, but they were very good.  You could build anything with them, all from nuts and bolts and flanges and brackets and trunnions and sprockets.  We knew they were very good because it was printed on the box: Made in England.  That was much better than Made in Japan, and we were too poor to have anything Made in America.

You could make anything you wanted with the Meccano set. You could build a guillotine or a gallows, or a rack.  You could build an Iron Maiden with spikes in its eyes, and you could put your sister’s Barbie into it for being a heretic.

It was great.

I think my very favourite toy, though, was probably the kit you could build an aeroplane from, or a ship, or a tank, by sticking together the little pieces of polystyrene.  And then you could paint them with their swastikas or their roundels or their stars’n’stripes or whatever they were supposed to have.  The little bombers and fighters and transports, so realistic after you’d painted them in all their camouflage colours.  I used to break off the propellor blades to make it look like they were really flying.  And then you could take them upstairs, and set fire to them and throw them at dogs in the street, or if you were lucky, a passing priest, and if you were really lucky it might even set fire to his hat.  Sometime my father would catch me setting fire to a passing priest and he’d laugh himself sick.  And then he’d give me a small whiskey and tell me I was a very bad boy and not to do that again next year.

Oh how we laughed in the old times.  They don’t celebrate St Stepen’s Day properly any more.  These days it’s all commercialised.

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Comments (9)
  1.  

    Ah, the celebration of peace and goodwill to all in the Capstick tradition. Don’t see such customs now – globalisation has brought us crappy food, gassy beer and rubbish presents. God be with the day when you could set a biretta on fire!

  2.  

    Meccano is still alive and well.

  3.  

    Barbie? How come your sister got a Barbie when the rest of Limerick would have been thrilled with a Sindy.

    Unless you were torturing a Klaus Barbie doll.If that’s the case carry on.

    P.S. The last time I saw a Wren Boy was in the Black Battery with my Granny ca.1982

  4.  

    thanks for sharing, Bock…oh, the things I’ve missed out on in life….

  5.  

    we are such dull people on this side of the pond, sugar! xoxox

  6.  

    Have to agree with John – Meccano is still available. unfortunately, it’s usually some plastic variant geared towards kids, but you can get the real metal goods if you look hard enough.

    Coincidentally, I actually built a small guillotine from some Meccano and bits of wood just a few days ago. Admittedly, it would find peoples heads a bit tough to cut, but it should make a mess of a finger (I haven’t tried…).

    I’d love to set fire to some priests. Unfortunately, my wife doesn’t like me touching matches.

  7.  

    Anyone remember an ingenious mousetrap where the mouse drowned him/herself and simultaneously reset the trap for the next victim.

    Beautiful piece of victorian engineering but, unfortunately, executed on the cheap.

    I was told recently that they could be bought up to the 1950s for a few shillings in Hector Grey’s in Liffey St., Dublin 1.

    God be with dem days.

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    Ian – With any luck the day will return when we can burn priests. I’d advise you to order up those Nomex vestments now.

    John — Is it still made of metal?

    HQ — Barbie, Cindy, what the fuck? That bastard Klaus Cindy was one evil motherfucker though.

    HGF — There’s nothing worse than missing out on things. I intend to write a piece on that very matter. Thanks for reminding me.

    Savannah — Surely not. Don’t you invade countries and kill the natives? That isn’t boring.

    Kae Verens — Wonderful. The true spirit of Meccano. Maybe you could make a priest-beheading model.

    Benny — Those Victorians had the monopoly on top-class engineering. Damn them.

  9.  

    Great memories of meccano. I never had much but our cousin from the rich side of the family had tons. I found that I hardly had the patience for it and usually the totally unrealistic visualisations on the box were as far as it went. God help you if you lost some of the connectors.

    Hope you have a great 2009.

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