6 Things I'd Never Give Up About Rural Scotland at Christmas

There's something about Christmas in rural Scotland that I don't think I could ever give up now.

I mean the little things.

Living with OCD and agoraphobia means that even the simplest things can sometimes feel incredibly difficult. Moving to rural Scotland didn't magically make those difficulties disappear.

But there are things about this place that I've grown to love.

Things that have become part of Christmas for me.

And things that, if I ever had the choice, I don't think I'd want to give up.

So here are six things I'd never give up about living in rural Scotland at Christmas.

1. The Warmth of a Real Wood Fire in My Old Scottish Cottage

I wish I'd discovered how much I loved our wood fire sooner.

I really do.

We have a wood-burning fire in our old Scottish cottage, and for a long time, because of my OCD, it wasn't something I found easy to enjoy.

That's one of the frustrating things about OCD.

Sometimes it can make ordinary parts of life feel much more complicated than they should.

And when I think about the Christmases I could have spent sitting beside that fire, I do feel a little sad that I didn't get to enjoy it earlier.

But I can enjoy it now.

And I absolutely love it.

There's something completely different about the warmth of a real fire compared with putting the heating on.

Central heating warms a room.

But a wood fire somehow changes the entire atmosphere.

You hear the logs crackling.

You watch the flames moving.

The light dances across the walls.

And there's that lovely feeling of warmth spreading out from the fireplace while the winter weather carries on outside.

It's almost primitive, in the nicest possible way.

People have been gathering around fires for thousands of years.

Long before radiators, electric blankets and central heating, there was simply a fire and somewhere to sit beside it.

And I think there's something rather comforting about being connected to something so old and familiar.

Especially in a cottage that's already around 180 years old.

At Christmas, with the tree lights on and the room beginning to get dark in the late afternoon, I honestly can't imagine anything much cosier.

I wish I'd had more Christmases enjoying it.

But I also know that I can't go back and change that.

What I can do is enjoy it now.

And this is one thing I don't intend to give up.

A real wood fire at Christmas has become one of my favourite things about living here.

2. The Wild Scottish Sea on Christmas Day

Give me a stormy Scottish coastline over a picture-perfect Christmas scene any day.

I don't think I could ever get tired of the sea.

But there's something particularly spectacular about it at Christmas.

The coastline near where I live can be absolutely wild at this time of year.

The wind picks up.

The waves become enormous.

And when they break, the water turns into this incredible crashing white foam.

It's beautiful.

And if you've never seen snow on a beach along the Scottish coast, you're missing something rather extraordinary.

There's something almost surreal about it.

Snow lying across the sand or along the edge of the shore, with the dark winter sea beyond it.

The colours are completely different from summer.

It's one of those sights that photographs don't always do justice.

I know some people dream of spending Christmas somewhere warm.

Somewhere with sunshine, palm trees and blue water.

But I think I'd rather have the wild Scottish sea.

Even when it's freezing.

Even when it's blowing a gale.

There's something about it that feels like home.

3. Our Tiny Village Christmas Fair

A village of around 400 people, handmade gifts and a raffle I never seem to win.

One of my favourite things about Christmas here is our little village fair.

Our village has a population of roughly 400 people.

So we're not exactly talking about an enormous Christmas market with hundreds of stalls and crowds of tourists.

But honestly?

I think that's part of what makes it so lovely.

We've gone to the Christmas fair each year, and it's become one of those little traditions I really look forward to.

There are local crafters selling things they've made throughout the year.

Handmade gifts.

Beautiful little decorations.

Candles.

And all sorts of things that you simply wouldn't find in an ordinary shop.

I particularly love the food stalls.

Homemade jams and curds are always tempting.

Seeing familiar faces.

Looking at what people have created.

Picking up a few thoughtful Christmas gifts.

And feeling part of a little community.

I think small village Christmas fairs are something rather special.

They might not have the scale of the big Christmas markets, but they have something that can't really be manufactured.

They feel personal.

And I'd choose that over an enormous commercial Christmas market any day.

4. Christmas Fish and Chips and a Coffee at Our Local Café

Sometimes the smallest outings mean the most.

This might sound like a rather ordinary Christmas tradition.

Fish and chips.

A coffee.

A little café not far from home.

But for me, it's anything but ordinary.

I have agoraphobia.

And although I'm trying to recover and gradually do more, getting out isn't always easy.

There are days when even a short journey can feel incredibly difficult.

Which means that the little things other people might take for granted can become quite significant.

There's a café near where I live.

It's only about a ten-minute walk away.

And at Christmas, I love the idea of going there for fish and chips and a festive coffee.

There's something so simple and lovely about it.

Sitting somewhere warm.

Having something nice to eat.

Enjoying a coffee.

And being out in the world for a little while.

It doesn't need to be an expensive restaurant.

It doesn't need to involve travelling miles.

And it certainly doesn't need to be a grand Christmas outing.

Sometimes ten minutes down the road is enough.

I think that's something I've come to appreciate much more.

When you live with agoraphobia, the distance between your front door and somewhere nearby can sometimes feel much greater than it actually is.

But that doesn't make the little outings any less worthwhile.

If anything, I think it can make them more meaningful.

And I love that there's somewhere close to home where I can enjoy a little Christmas treat.

A plate of fish and chips.

A festive coffee.

And perhaps that lovely feeling of having managed something that isn't always easy.

I wouldn't swap that for a fancy Christmas restaurant.

5. The Local Hogmanay Party I Haven't Quite Made It To Yet

Sometimes you can love a tradition even before you've found the courage to join in.

There's a New Year's celebration where I live.

And every year, I see photographs of it online.

People coming together.

Celebrating.

Enjoying themselves.

Welcoming another year in our little corner of Scotland.

And it looks absolutely wonderful.

I haven't actually been yet.

Not because I don't want to.

I really do.

But between my agoraphobia and the weight I gained during the years I spent caring for my dad, I haven't quite found the confidence to go.

And I think it's important to be honest about that.

Sometimes living somewhere beautiful doesn't mean you can automatically enjoy every part of it.

There are things I want to do that still feel difficult.

Things I look at and think, perhaps next year.

And this is one of them.

But even though I haven't attended the party, I love that it happens.

I love that people in our community come together to celebrate Hogmanay.

I love seeing the photographs afterwards.

And I love knowing that there's this little tradition happening nearby.

There's something very Scottish about Hogmanay.

The sense of celebration.

The importance of welcoming the new year.

And the idea of people coming together to mark the passing of one year and the beginning of another.

Perhaps one year I'll go.

Perhaps I'll finally find the courage to be there rather than looking at the photographs afterwards.

I'd really like that.

But for now, I'm simply glad the celebration exists.

And I think that's worth appreciating too.

Not every tradition has to be something you've already managed to do.

Sometimes it's something you're looking forward to being part of one day.

6. People Actually Wish You a Merry Christmas

Such a small thing, but it makes an enormous difference.

This final one might be the simplest of all.

And perhaps that's why I love it so much.

People here actually wish one another a Merry Christmas.

When you pass somebody in the village, they say hello.

And around Christmas, they'll wish you a Merry Christmas too.

It sounds like such a tiny thing.

But it wasn't something I was used to where I lived before.

Honestly, you'd have been lucky if somebody grunted hello.

So moving somewhere where people acknowledge one another was quite a change.

And I love it.

I love that you can pass somebody on a little village road and exchange a few friendly words.

I love that Christmas feels like something the whole community is sharing.

But this is something I genuinely appreciate about living here.

And I think it's one of the reasons Christmas feels different.

Sometimes a simple Merry Christmas from somebody you pass on the road can brighten your day.

It costs absolutely nothing.

And yet it can mean quite a lot.

There's something rather wonderful about finding a place that feels like home.

Even when life isn't always easy.

Even when there are still things you're working towards.

And especially when Christmas comes around.

What are the little things you love most about Christmas where you live?

Perhaps it's a local tradition.

A particular place.

A favourite Christmas outing.

Or simply the way your home feels on a winter evening.

I'd love to hear about it in the comments.

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