It is not the quantity of the meat, but the cheerfulness of the guests, which makes the feast

I came across a runic writing system like the vikings
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Siglas_Poveiras

I looked up that carol Hugh Grant sings in Love Actually. Here is the song.

Good King Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even;
Brightly shone the moon that night, tho' the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight gath'ring winter fuel.

"Hither, page, and stand by me, if thou know'st it, telling,
Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?"
"Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain;
Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes' fountain."

"Bring me flesh, and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither:
Thou and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither."
Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together;
Through the rude wind's wild lament and the bitter weather.

"Sire, the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger;
Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer."
"Mark my footsteps, my good page. Tread thou in them boldly:
Thou shalt find the winter's rage freeze thy blood less coldly."
In his master's steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted;
Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed.
Therefore, Christian men, be sure, wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now will bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing.

I found that Wenceslaus I, Duke of Bohemia was leader of bohemia and christian to boot. His mom a pagan priestess Drahomira (love that name) said her other son Boleslaus that Wenceslaus needed killing. So Wenceslaus invites his brother to a saint feast. Boleslaus at the feast murders his brother and bcomes king. Boleslaus on the same day give birth to a son which they name named Strachkvas, what means "a dreadful feast".