I felt a sense of apprehension yesterday when I looked out of the office window to see the sheets of rain hitting the Thames. Not only did I wonder where such rain had come from, but I remembered the old British folklore of Saint Swithun’s day. Sitting at work, I had a vivid recollection of my grandmother reciting the folklore passage of Saint Swithun’s day:
St Swithun’s day if thou dost rain
For forty days it will remain
St Swithun’s day if thou be fair
For forty days ’twill rain no more
I remember teasing my grandmother for such superstition and for giving such folklore tales credence. Unperturbed, she then regaled me with stories her grandmother had told her of many summers where it rained everyday for 40 days. Needless to say, I never truly believed her fabulous boasts, but I loved sitting there listening to her retell tales that were told to her by her grandparents.
Many of you have also enjoyed your family tales. Our members have been passing on their glorious family folklore stories to us for years. We’ve been so entertained by them that we’ve now given them a special section on our site. This means everyone can share and enjoy each family’s legendary characters and farfetched tales. So take some time to enjoy some great British legends and entertaining yarns and you may find an interesting use for snails…