The weird, wonderful UK traditions that deserve bank holiday status

What are some of the weird yet wonderful traditions that deserve their own holiday?

The UK is a nation with rich history, but many local traditions might baffle our foreign friends. 

From a race to catch a rolling wheel of cheese, to people voluntarily wearing flaming barrels of tar – we truly do have some weird and wonderful traditions.

Below we’ve assembled a list of our favourite, wackiest festivals deserving national holiday status. Do you agree with us?

Bun Day in East Budleigh, Devon 

We might be a little biased about this festival – it happens right near Carparison HQ.

Every November in the pretty village of East Budleigh, something wonderfully odd takes place. Local children sit through a church service that usually lasts under an hour, and there's a sweet reward waiting.

After the service, they dash outside where the vicar and teachers stand on the church roof throwing iced buns down to them – one bun for each child at the village primary school (and sometimes even for younger siblings too).

They say this quirky tradition celebrates William of Orange landing in Torbay back in 1688, though that's about 31 miles away from East Budleigh.

Whatever started it, we think it's brilliant and deserves to be a national holiday. Who wouldn't want to chase after sweet treats tossed from a church roof?

When the cold autumn days arrive, we could all use someone throwing warm iced buns our way.

The famous Totnes orange race, Devon

Only in Britain could we come up with this stonker of an idea. It’s exactly what you’re imagining; man vs orange in an epic race towards the finish line.

Every August, Totnes closes one of its lanes for an annual race to commemorate a local legend about the clumsiness of Sir Francis Drake on a visit to the town.

The legend is fairly self-explanatory; Drake knocked over a delivery boy and sent oranges rolling down the street. The sight of the delivery boy scrambling after them kickstarted this wacky tradition.

Organised by the Totnes Elizabethan Society, competitors roll, toss, or kick their orange down the street from Market Square in a race to the finish line. The winner is the first person to cross with an intact orange – and it doesn’t even have to be your own!

Followed by an auction for charity, we think the best prize of all is surely knowing you can outrun an orange.

Crow Fair, Moulton

We’ve all seen and heard of Morris dancers, but it’s the 21st century and that is so passé. The crow dance in Moulton is what it’s all about.

Every July, giant crows will descend on a field in Moulton and dance around a scarecrow, flapping their wings and generally making a spectacle of themselves until a ‘farmer’ comes and shoots one of the mischievous birds. When they leave, the scarecrow comes to life and leaves the field with them.

Alright, they’re not real crows – just anonymous villagers dressed up in black with giant beak masks sewn onto facemasks, but the spectacle remains the same and we are dying to witness it.

The tradition is comparatively new compared to some others on this list, dating back to the 1920s when local men were laid off from the salt works. To make ends meet, they formed a dance troupe, choreographed the crow dance and travelled around the UK performing at fairs.

Today it’s performed for fun instead of for money, but this tradition is so uniquely bizarre we’d like to see it rolled out across all of Britain.

Tar barrels in St Ottery, Devon

When bonfire night rolls around you might attend a ceremonial bonfire, or even a fireworks display. You might even set off some rockets in your back garden.

In Devon, there’s another, far more chaotic option.

Village veterans strap flaming barrels of tar to their backs and run through the narrow, crowded streets of Ottery St Mary (spectators can number into the hundreds, or even thousands).

There are no barriers, no safeguards – if a runner heads in your direction, the only thing you can do is jump out the way, or find yourself on fire.

Ottery St Mary isn’t the only village in the UK that deals with tar barrels, of course. But it’s notable that rather than rolling them through the streets, the volunteers (who are born and bred in Ottery) wear them here.

As far as traditions go, it’s volatile, it’s dangerous, and it refuses to even acknowledge the concept of health and safety.

Perhaps not one for children, or those of us who don’t enjoy being in rowdy crowds, especially when there is fire involved.

Tar Barrels Night is such a brilliant way to celebrate Guy Fawkes night that we just couldn’t help ourselves from including it.

Cheese rolling in Gloucester, and across the UK

We live in a world where cheese rolling exists and what could be more fantastic (or more absurd) than that?

If you want to take your life in your hands, Cooper’s Hill in Gloucester is the place to do it on the Spring Bank Holiday. At this tradition's birthplace, participants chase a 9-pound, round Double Gloucester cheese wheel down the steep decline and the first person to make it to the bottom and across the finishing line wins said cheese.

While it sounds like a lark, the cheese can reach speeds of up to 70mph and there is a history of contestants injuring themselves so badly they’ve ended up in hospital.

For a more sedate race, head to Stilton. Some participants opt to attend in fancy dress, but the playing field is one road, not a 650-foot hill.

Contestants also race in teams, with the winning male team winning cheese and beer and the winning female team winning cheese and wine.

There are even separate races for children and wheelchair users.

Tales differ on the origins of this tradition, but regardless of why people started rolling cheese, we think it’s a smashing idea. 

Hunting of the Earl of Rone, Combe Martin (Devon)

In true British fashion, this little titbit of local history has been adopted into a tradition that’s spanned 400 odd years (though it was banned briefly in the Victorian era for licentiousness).

The Earl of Tyrone is said to have been shipwrecked on the Combe Martin coast after fleeing from Ireland in 1677 – and hunted down by a regiment of grenadiers. Residents re-enact this chase every year, with the earl “disguised” by a mask as he’s pursued through the town by beribboned grenadiers.

On occasion they will manage to catch and ‘shoot’ the Earl, only for him to be revived by a hobby horse appearing in the crowd. The manhunt only ends when it reaches the sea and the earl is tossed into the sea. Until the following year, that is.

Though it’s based on local history, we think this one is so fun it could take place in many seaside towns in the UK. We’d certainly appreciate an extra day off to celebrate it…

Sunset at Stonehenge on the summer solstice, Wiltshire

Listen. In this modern age of fast cars and mobile phones, most of us don’t have time to stop and appreciate the natural world around us. Most of us barely have a moment to simply just be still.

The summer solstice is the perfect opportunity to do both.

Celebrating the longest and shortest days of the year go back to pagan tradition, particularly at landmarks such as Stonehenge which was built carefully to align with the movements of the sun.

In past ages it’s likely that people gathered here to perform rituals and ceremonies relating to the changing of the season, the sun, and the sky.

Although, we’ll likely never understand why Stonehenge was built, or what part it played in these ceremonies. Even today, we still gather there to observe the passing of the solstice.

The longest day of the year is typically paired with long daylight and warm nights, making it the perfect time for a celebration.

We’d love to see the summer solstice melt into a bank holiday – it would make it easier for all of us to stay up and observe the sun setting in such beautiful locations as Stonehenge.

Up Helly Aa, Shetland

January is notoriously the most difficult month of winter to get through. Perhaps another bank holiday would make it easier?

On the last Tuesday of January every year, Shetland has itself a festival – Up Helly Aa.

The men of Lerwick don horned helmets, light flaming torches and strut down the streets to set fire to a replica Viking longship. It is, reportedly, Europe’s biggest fire festival and draws crowds from around the world.

Although it has the appearance of an authentic Viking celebration, in fact it’s a tradition with roots in the late 19th century, so it doesn’t stem from Viking times at all.

We have no compunction therefore in suggesting other seaside towns around the UK might want to adopt the tradition of setting fire to something at sea one long, winter night.

Drive to these wacky traditions!

From bun-flinging vicars to cheese-chasing daredevils, the UK's quirky traditions prove we're a nation that knows how to have fun – even if it means strapping flaming tar to our backs.

These celebrations deserve more than just a footnote in local calendars. 

They deserve the fast lane to national holiday status, giving us all a chance to hit the brakes on our busy lives and enjoy the ride through Britain's wonderfully weird heritage.

So, which tradition would you put in pole position for the next bank holiday? Whichever you choose, we're ready to rev our engines and race you there.