Well there’s only a week to go until Christmas Day, can you believe it? Here in the Flow office we’ve had a great time laughing together over holiday memories and stories, and we’ve got one more family tradition story to share with you!
Our admin Shona is the newest member of the Flow Team and admits to varied winter traditions growing up:
“I’m Scottish, so from a cultural point of view it was Hogmanay (New Year’s Eve) that was the bigger celebration, rather than Christmas. There would always be a big party, with lots of eating, drinking, singing and dancing. It was considered very good luck if a tall, dark, handsome man came to your door on Hogmanay, so sometimes my Dad would go out and visit the neighbours to bring them good luck. We would smoke out the house with incense or a candle, to chase away evil spirits, and of course we’d sing ‘Auld Lang Syne’ when the clock struck twelve!”
“We came over to Canada when I was a toddler so we began to incorporate Canadian winter-time festivities into our family traditions. I’ve lived in four provinces so I’ve been extremely lucky to experience Canadian culture right across the board! When I was small we lived out East, so I remember getting all bundled up in my tiny snowsuit to make snowmen and snow angels. When we lived in Quebec City we celebrated “Carnaval d’Hiver” with Mr Bonhomme. I went ice skating on the Rideau Canal before eating beaver tail pastries and drinking hot apple cider when we lived in Ottawa. When we lived in Halifax, my Mum would save up ice cream, yogurt and margarine tubs all year, and we’d fill them with water and food colouring, put them in the deep freeze. We’d turn them out so we’d have huge coloured blocks to build ice castles in the front yard as part of Dad’s Christmas light display!”
“People always ask me if we had haggis and blood pudding for dinner, but we had plain old turkey like everyone else! Usually the turkey would be served on Christmas Eve, with heaps of mashed potatoes. Christmas isn’t Christmas for me unless there’s a tin of Quality Street chocolates and/or Cadbury’s chocolate finger cookies to snack on, and there’s usually a pound cake or mince tarts for dessert. When we moved to BC, our Christmas Day ritual was to have a big pancake brunch after opening our gifts, then we’d get dressed up in silly holiday costumes and go for a hike up at Lynn Valley Headwaters park. We would greet everyone we saw with a cheery Happy Christmas! My Mum would turn the leftover turkey into her signature Glaswegian curry — that’s right, a curry! — and we’d snuggle up on the couch to watch the greatest Christmas move of all time: Die Hard! Bruce Willis is the best.”
Thank you all for taking the time to read about our family traditions! We’d love to hear about yours, too; be sure to connect with us on social media to share your stories:Twitter: @homestagingvan Facebook: Flow Home Staging Instagram: @FlowHomeStaging You can also find us on Houzz, Google+ and LinkedIn!