Stúfur...Stubby. He is very small and timid (although he feigns an air of confidence), he is afraid of his aggressive brothers, hardly dares to do any mischief at all. He waits in the corner of the kitchen, where the housewife is frying the meat, in the hope that she will leave the pan behind. Stúfur lives in anticipation, sometimes he is lucky
sometimes he is not.
I have loved the story of the thirteen Jólasveinar as long as I can remember. When I was a little girl my Mother gave me Christmas cards with Jólasveina images, they were drawn by Eggert. I had carefully colored them with color pencil. I still have nine of the cards and suspect that there were actually only nine in the beginning. In some stories about the Jólasveinar only nine are mentioned. One of my favorite Christmas songs is a song called “Jólasveinar One and Eight”, it tells about them coming down from the mountains, and the adventures they had along the way.
