Complaints from the Beaker Fertility Folk that it's too cold for their rites and can they please use the Moot House? To which the answer is an emphatic "no".
Disregarding the weather, they really ought to think about giving it all up at their age. If Marvin does his hip once more the A+E are going to issue him with a season ticket.
In the Greek olive groves, the Meneads would frolic through the night on red wine and then rip a bull to pieces and eat it raw to consume the energy of their god.
The Fertility Folk's idea of a big night now is Lemsip and a game of gin rummy.