The Furlongs have a tradition. We have a little leather bag in which, every year, on this day, we put a piece of coal (for warmth), a coin (for wealth), food (for enough to eat), a light (for illumination), a party popper (for play/joy laughter).
After midnight, Mr Furlong goes outside and knocks on our door – no, actually he rings the doorbell! I invite him in. And he gives me the little leather bag, which I receive with new year’s wishes and welcoming hugs.
It is hung in the hall till this day next year, when we do it all over again. The coins have multiplied to £11:50 +.
Silly really.
But we’ve had some very good years.
Hope 2016 will be blessed too.
We wish you a Happy New Year and Hogmanay.
The Last Furlong 
Dec 31, 2015 at 19:00
Hope. That’s the thing.
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Dec 31, 2015 at 19:09
Traditions, how sweet, I used to do it all over the place coal and bread in hand, dark haired person, then I went grey. no longer eligible.
Happy new year to the Furlongs and to all the readers. Quiet night at home for us.
Be well.
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Dec 31, 2015 at 19:43
Happy New Year to one and all and let’s hope it’s a good one.
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