Twelve Days of Christmas sounds like fun. Sort of. I’m not sure I’m equal to twelve days straight of feasting and revelry; but unlike the common folks of Tudor times, I have plenty to eat on a regular basis. Ergo I don’t need nearly two weeks of it at Yuletide.

But while I was still working, the Xmas break was a good time to get in some extra riding. It was also nice to not have to get up at 4:30 am if I was to be able to ride!

Incidentally, I considered doing that this morning to see the full moon; but the forecast said it would be mostly cloudy. The temperature was predicted to be below 50 degrees; and that means thermal socks. They’re rather thick; and I think they’d still be too uncomfortable for my foot.

But back to those dozen days of Xmas in Tudor times.

What would we think of a boar’s head as a centerpiece? I’m glad I don’t have to prepare it! In fact, I’m glad I don’t have to do food prep the way they did back then. Just adjusting the fire (see about 07:44 minutes) must have been a big job in itself.

Frumenty (about 12:29 minutes) sounds interesting; even like something I might be able to make. 

Lighting the oven (about 17:14 minutes), Tudor style? I’m re-e-e-ally glad that’s not needed nowadays. How many unfortunate cooks managed to catch their clothing on fire during the process?

All that, and we aren’t even to the feasting yet! In those times, such a banquet happened once a year (about 22:44 minutes) for most people; and I can hardly blame them for making the most of it.

As for me, all that feasting spells the need for some real exercise — such as a good bicycle ride!