In the main for a lot of families worldwide it is of course also known as Epiphany the Christian festival in honour of the coming of the three Kings to the infant Jesus Christ.
It is a night to party, a big celebration and a time for practical jokes including live birds in a pie, hence the rhyme sing a song of sixpence. A Twelfth Night cake used to be the order of the day which was a fruit cake containing a bean. If you were lucky enough to get it you were deemed to be a King/Queen and everyone had to obey your orders. Also linked to Twelfth Night is the yule log which were lit at Christmas and burned until Twelfth Night, then its remains were kept to rekindle next years fire for good luck.
So many differences, customs and celebrations and yet everyone working towards the same goal of clearing the aftermath of the festive season.
I have finally managed to get some order back into the household with all the decorations packed away for another year.
The sofa in the lounge room has been given an overhaul.
The fireplace and mantel toned down and back to normality. Oh how I miss all the beauty already... and yet the way time is flying by we will be doing it all again before you know it.
See you soon.