Forgot to mention, I decorated a wassail bowl for Berkeley...it has moved to Sebastopol now with its owner, and I don't know what they use in Berjeley these days. The bowl doesn't travel with the party, though; it's used only at the last house where the wassail is made. During the other stops, folks present their own coffee cups, flagons, drinking horns and what-have-you to be filled with whatever the host is pouring. For the hooden, we didn't have a ceremonial beverage, but we did build a hooden Horse of sorts -- actually just a head on a pole that sat in a cup belted around its wearer's waist. The horse's "saddle-bags" bore a wee giftie for each house (dried apples from this year's crop) and a bottle containing a splash of last year's cider for the trees.
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