It would be fair to say that most of the people I know are not religious and yet they are the most ardent celebrants of that most Christian Festival of Jesus's birth.
Now I am not going to discuss how to have a splendid vintage Hanukkah or some such, that was already covered by our lovely Glamorous Vintage Housewife, Bethany over on her
blog
(As an aside, I really do appreciate how much more they incorporate a Holiday 'Season' that includes other religions, over here we don't really have that and sadly, that means a lot less appreciation of diversity. )
But instead I am going to talk about how my deep seated Victoriana self is triggered at Christmas, let it just be known that there isn't a version of 'A Christmas Carol' that I have ever missed! This season to me speaks of Plum puddings, wood fires, parlour games by candlelight, and, of course lovely, lovely Victorian frocks.
When my daughter was little, we took her to the
Rochester Dickens Festival that happens every year, I went dressed up in my rather proper green bonnet, green velveteen jacket (with black trim) and Campbell (I think) Tartan skirt (hooped petticoats). I was disappointed by the half hearted costumes by some of the locals but I must admit that most people were very well dressed! I even met three lovely Rochester ladies when I was running my Victorian group.
So what happens when you love THE most traditional of Christmas imagery but do not celebrate it yourself?
I still have not found the best way to handle this conundrum, but until I find it, I will just keep enjoying my Dickensian scenes
And enjoy whichever new version of A Christmas Carol I happen to come across every year!!
