You've just finished unpacking your stuff from your luggage, it's Christmas and you've gone to your grandparents house in Wales, then, out of nowhere, you hear a knocking on the door...you open it to see a horse skeleton or something, then you realise it's the Mari Lwyd! You're meant to read it poems on how it can't enter your house...that or your entire pantry will be raised and it'll steal your beer! (You're Irish so this is a tragic loss) What do you do?