bits and pieces from the northern island.
Gáttaþefur (Door Sniffer) is a big-nosed fellow that, instead of developing a nose complex and turning to rhinoplasty, used his protuberance to his own advantage. Eleventh was Door Sniffer, a doltish lad and gross. He never got a cold, yet had a huge, sensitive nose. He caught the scent of lace bread while leagues away … Read the full article →
Gluggagægir (Window Peeper) is the tenth Yule Lad in the list. He’s one of my faves too. Maybe he actually is the Lad I like the most. The tenth was Window Peeper, a weird little twit, who stepped up to the window and stole a peek through it. And whatever was inside to which his eye … Read the full article →
In contrast with Skyrgámur‘s habit of eating tons of healthy skyr, Bjúgnakrækir (Sausage Swiper), the Yule Lad arriving on the 20th night of December, prefers his snacks high in cholesterol. Nobody knows exactly what his preference is: rumors say he will ravenously eat all kinds of sausages, without any exception. His appetite can make him … Read the full article →
On December 19, Skyrgámur (Skyr Gobbler) comes down from the mountains to have his fill of fun. And not fun only! Skyr Gobbler, the eighth, was an awful stupid bloke. He lambasted the skyr tub till the lid on it broke. Then he stood there gobbling – his greed was well known – until, about … Read the full article →
Hurðaskellir (Door Slammer) is a peculiar Yule Lad and much more of a prankster than most of his brothers. He doesn’t care much for food, but he’s got the obsessive addiction of door-slamming. No door is safe when this crazy rascal is around. The louder the noise, the better – and just to be sure, … Read the full article →
Askasleikir (Bowl Licker) is the 6th in the Yule Lads gang to visit during the Christmas period. He arrives on the 17th of December. I don’t want to make it sound like I am partial — because in fact I am not — but I think Askasleikir is very sly. At least, more than the … Read the full article →
Has your mother ever told you not to lick plates after eating? In the case of Pottasleikir (Pot Licker), perhaps Grýla has never objected to this impolite behavior — by the way, did you know it was her to cause the volcano eruption earlier this year? Pot Scraper, the fifth one, was a funny sort … Read the full article →
On the 15th day of December it’s Þvörusleikir’s (Spoon Licker) turn to come down from the mountains. The fourth was Spoon Licker: like spindle he was thin. He felt himself in clover when the cook wasn’t in. Then stepping up, he grappled the stirring spoon with glee, holding it with both hands for it was … Read the full article →