I found this curious and amusing article about women in Ireland.  Enjoy!

Little Women’s Christmas

Ireland’s traditional “girls’ night out” is still observed by a few dedicated girlfriends

By Sheila Flitton

“Nollaig na mBan” or “Little Women’s Christmas” is an old custom that’s still celebrated by women all over Ireland. It goes back to the days when large families were the norm. Men never lifted a finger in the house to help, and were never expected to. If a man washed the dishes, he would be called an “auld woman” by other men. No full blooded Irish man was prepared to risk that!

But each year, after the Christmas holiday, tired women finally got a break – for one day, at least. On January 6th (the same day as the Epiphany), men would take over of the housework, offering women a chance to go out to relax with each other.

Never one to break with tradition, I returned to my hometown of Cork this year (from Dublin) to join my sisters and women friends to celebrate. As we sat overlooking the River Lee from Cork’s Metropole Hotel dining room, I thought, “We keep the tradition alive but, not in the same way our mothers did.”

Ladies On Guinness
During my childhood, I remember excited, shawled women hurrying to the local public house. On Little Women’s Christmas, they would inhabit this man’s domain without shame. Sitting in “the snug,” a small private room inside the front door, they would pool the few shillings they’d saved for the day. Then they would drink stout and dine on thick corned beef sandwiches provided by the publican. For the rest of the year, the only time respectable women would meet for a glass of stout would be during shopping hours, and then only because it was “good for iron in the blood.”

After an initial chat about the worries and cares of the old year, a pact would be made to leave them outside the door (something that was easier to do before the advent of cell phones). They’d be as free as the birds in the sky for the day – and well on into the evening. Late at night, with shawls dropped over their shoulders, words slurred and voices hoarse, they would always sing. In my memory, I still here them bellowing the unofficial Cork City anthem, The Banks of my own Lovely Lee:
“Where they sported and played
‘neath the green leafy shade
on the banks of my own lovely Lee.”

Some say this tradition is dying. But I was surprised to see how many women of all ages upheld it this year. Like my own sisters and friends, most women no longer gather in the snug of a public house. Wine and lunch has replaced the bottle of stout and corned beef sandwiches. And of course, today’s new man, no stranger to the kitchen, is home trying his hand at cooking and spending quality time with the children (or so they say).. We can’t stop progress, but it’s a pleasure to see Little Women’s Christmas survive.

Sheila Flitton, an actress and playwright, has performed in theater, TV and film for 30 years. She has written three novels and toured the US in her own one-woman play. She was recently nominated for the Best Actress Award in the Irish Times/ E.S.B. Awards for her role in “The Beauty Queen of Leenane.”


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About Bernadette

I live in the small town of Haddonfield, NJ. I am at an age in my life when I seem to spend time thinking and musing about life. These musings are usually stimulated by my walks through Haddonfield, my reading of books and fellow bloggers, and my interaction with my group of fabulous family and friends.

16 Responses

  1. Bernadette, what an unusual tradition!! It was fascinating to read about Little Women’s Christmas and Sheila’s personal experience of it; recalling the women of her childhood as well the the custom in today’s world! Wishing you a lovely weekend. 😀❤️


  2. I actually think that’s quite wonderful and would add that, of course the evolved makes should be perfectly at home sharing the domestic duties with their partners but actually keeping a tradition alive that celebrates women’s freedom and encourages that primeval need that women have to cleave together with no men arou d and share the womanlyness of being a woman unencumbered is a great thing and I for one hope it never dies.


  3. I don’t think this tradition ever reached Donegal Bernadette! I shall have to share it with my buddies.
    Thankfully, men and women share the chores on a more equal basis these days, and yes ladies do lunch with a little wine. xx


  4. What a fun tradition, Bernadette. Maybe American women can consider doing this the day after Thanksgiving. This year after cooking up a storm for our big family celebration, the day after my sis treated me to a lovely lunch out followed by a stop for pots of European hot chocolate (next time wine!) Holiday blessings to you! 🎉🍷🌟🎄🌟🍷🎉

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  5. I read about this last year for the first time and loved it. There is so much humor and joy in carrying on the tradition. I just hope it isn’t really a one-day-a-year event anymore, but a way for women to connect and have a special day of self-care. ❤ Merry Christmas.

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