As a child I remember our family sitting down to a steak pie dinner at 10pm. Then my dad would go out with the dog before the bells. And my mum and I would put out the short bread and madera cake on a special plate specifically for the new year. My dad would come in straight after the bells.
The ship yard would sound their horns at the stroke of midnight. I remember all the neighbours out their windows shouting happy new year to each other.
Our close was like a mini community in Glasgow. The lad who lived on the top floor would chap on all the doors to first foot the neighbours. He had to have dark hair to fo this.
Thank you for all you’ve done in 2024! A blessed New Year to you!
Many thanks LIsa, and a wondrous new year to you x
As a child I remember our family sitting down to a steak pie dinner at 10pm. Then my dad would go out with the dog before the bells. And my mum and I would put out the short bread and madera cake on a special plate specifically for the new year. My dad would come in straight after the bells.
The ship yard would sound their horns at the stroke of midnight. I remember all the neighbours out their windows shouting happy new year to each other.
Our close was like a mini community in Glasgow. The lad who lived on the top floor would chap on all the doors to first foot the neighbours. He had to have dark hair to fo this.
We were just talking about that last night - folks having steak pie before the bells, and offering some to folks who were first footing.
My mum was saying folks in her close took turns each year to invite folks round for the bells.
I was thinking the other night about a first footer but one who had dark hair has little and the other is American * )
As a teenager I just remember you had to be there for new years dinner - no matter what state you were in!