Auld Lang Syne

— Auld Lang Syne  : in other words “old long since” —


Auld Lang Syne is a song derived from a poem from Robert Burns that was set to music. It was brought to my mind by Caroline Schaff, replacing Guy Lombardo this year.



This was a nice stroll down memory lane for me, hopefully for you too.

A cup of kindness is a refreshing drink, so I better let the cat back in from the cold, the temp is 15 degrees Fahrenheit.

Ok, I’m back … it’s colder than a witch’s tit. I wonder why that phrase popped in my head.


The simple explanation is that “colder than a witch’s tit” is just a vivid metaphor, like “hotter than the hinges of hell.” Since a witch is in league with Satan, presumably she has no maternal feelings. Thus the medium by which she would suckle a child is,
well, cold as a witch’s tit.

But there’s some history behind this wisecrack. A witch’s tit (or witch’s teat, to use the older spelling) supposedly left a marking that witch hunters and courts would look for on the body of an accused person. Supposedly, witches would suckle their familiars, and sometimes the Devil himself, from this “unholy” body part. To find these marks, as well as insensitive spots on the skin called devil’s marks–caused by the Devil’s claws or teeth–the suspects were stripped, shaven, then closely examined for any blemishes, moles, or even scars that could be labeled as diabolical. To find marks invisible to the eye, the examiner would poke the victim inch by inch with a blunt needle (called a bodkin) until they found a spot that didn’t feel pain or bled. Discovery of these marks or spots–one supposes they would be considered cold since they were a sign of communion with the Devil–would be “proof” of the person’s dealings with Scratch, so they would be shown in full court before the execution.


Well, that’s done with this post… it was a brief stroll down memory lane… Auld Lang Syne !

Well hopefully, the new year ahead is filled with good things for all, not the devil per se, but at least mercy for him.