The Yuletide season is one of relaxation and happiness for all who belong to Vexstein, from the lowliest to the highest, currently my uncle, Baron Smallweed, who succeeded a few years ago following the death of my other uncle, the late Baron Darcy. The relaxation stems in part to the fact that we close down production at the brewery for the ten day holiday. This allows everyone to have a good break and for all the equipment to be thoroughly cleaned and overhauled. So Solstice really starts with the end of the last shift, and to mark that, we have a firework display over the brewery, and a street market with vendors selling hot drinks and snacks, playing music and dancing, on the streets outside the castle walls.
Here we are in the lead-up to Yuletide again. It’s such a busy time, but very enjoyable, and although he would never admit it, it’s a time Fred finds very stressful these days. There are a lot of duties on the King of Marsh, and he’s already despatched three of them, starting with the Solstice Speech, which traditionally reminds us of the passage of the sun round the sky and the Circle of Life. This is not exactly what Fred’s Philosophical Thoughts say, as he has it on good authority that our world travels round the sun.