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  • Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue – Day Fifty-Nine

    Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue – Day Fifty-Nine

    The Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue was first published at the end of the eighteenth century, and given that the Coronavirus crisis is giving too much time to read books, I thought I’d pick a daily word from it until I got bored…..

    Cannikin

    This word is described by the dictionary as a “small can”, and in the criminal fraternity, it means the plague. The word comes from the sixteenth century Dutch word ‘kanneken’ which now means cannon, but I think had a different meaning back then that was something like ‘can’ or ‘bucket’.

    The above image shows in red the capitalised version of Cannikin, the blue its lower case. And, there was a surge in usage of the word in the early 1970s. This was because Project Cannikin was a large underground nuclear weapons test, given the fluffy name of Cannikin, but it was something much more explosive than a small can, quite literally. Rather than it being a little can, the test involved 400 tonnes of equipment and a shaft that was nearly 2,000 metres deep. The test was controversial because there were fears of earthquakes and tsunamis, and the concern generated by this is what led to the creation of the Greenpeace pressure group.

  • Las Vegas – Brain Health Twisted Building

    Las Vegas – Brain Health Twisted Building

    I took the above photos in 2015 and I think I have some more recent ones which are of a better quality, but since this isn’t a photo competition these can do. The building, located at 888 W. Bonneville Avenue, is officially named the Lou Ruvo Center for Brain Health and it opened in May 2010. The $70 million building certainly makes a design statement and was designed by Frank Gehry, noted for his work on the Guggenheim Museum.

    The building behind the intriguing frontage is a fully functional health building that investigates brain illnesses, particularly in relation to Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s, Huntingtons and Multiple Sclerosis. As a work of art though, I think it’s a quite magnificent building.

  • Las Vegas – Las Vegas Sign

    Las Vegas – Las Vegas Sign

    I may not have yet been entirely successful in my hunt for my photos of San Francisco, but I’ve found another tranche of photos from Las Vegas that I’d forgotten about.

    The Las Vegas sign, located at the southern end of Las Vegas, near McCarran Airport. On this point, I’m aware that most of Las Vegas isn’t in Las Vegas, it’s in the unincorporated town of Paradise, but that’s for another post. This sign has been here since 1959 and it was designed by Betty Willis (1923-2015) who didn’t copyright the sign and instead gave it to the city.

    As the decades went by, this sign became more iconic and more tourists wanted to look at it. This was a problem, as the sign was in the middle of a road and if I’m being honest, the Americans do sometimes forget about pedestrians in their pursuit of new roads to build. But, in 2008 the authorities thought something should be done and they made it easier to get to the sign with the installation of a traffic crossing and a nearby bus stop. This made it even more popular and it has now become a safe site to visit for tourists, and many of them do.

    The reverse of the sign.

    I always look awkward in photos, it’s better when I stand much further away and even better when I stand the other side of the camera.

    The sign is visible early on in this video from the 1960s.

  • Las Vegas – United Church of Bacon

    Las Vegas – United Church of Bacon

    Seen in Las Vegas back in 2015, certainly noticeable and controversial….

    The United Church of Bacon is a parody church, a group set up to promote atheism which Wikipedia tells me was established in Penn Jillette’s house (from Penn and Teller).

  • Las Vegas – Bitcoin

    Las Vegas – Bitcoin

    In a bid to work out where my photos from San Francisco have gone, I found this photo from Las Vegas in 2015. If I had purchased $1,000 of Bitcoin at this machine then I would have got myself around 5 Bitcoins which would now be worth just shy of $50,000.

  • Random Posts – Fernweh

    Random Posts – Fernweh

    Yes. Very much so….

  • Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue – Day Fifty-Eight

    Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue – Day Fifty-Eight

    The Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue was first published at the end of the eighteenth century, and given that the Coronavirus crisis is giving too much time to read books, I thought I’d pick a daily word from it until I got bored…..

    Calibogus

    A slightly strange name for a drink, this word is defined by the dictionary as a “rum and spruce beer, an American beverage”. The word dates to the seventeenth century and it usually also contains molasses and it was also common in parts of Canada, where it was known as Callibogus.

    For anyone who wants to make it, and I don’t think that I’ll be rushing out to get the ingredients (and where on earth would I get Zirbenz Stone Pine Liqueur or spruce beer from anyway?), here’s a recipe from https://kindredcocktails.com/cocktail/calibogus-smugglers-cove.

    1 1⁄4 oz Añejo rum (blend of column and pot still)
    3⁄4 oz Zirbenz Stone Pine Liqueur
    3⁄4 oz Molasses syrup
    1⁄4 oz Lime juice
    1 dr Spruce Beer (extract)
    3 oz Seltzer water

    I wouldn’t say that the words are much used, but they haven’t gone out of usage entirely.

    As for how the word evolved, none of the three dictionaries I looked at had any idea at all……

  • Streets of Norwich – St. John’s Street

    Streets of Norwich – St. John’s Street

    Part of my Streets of Norwich project….

    There’s not much to write about St. John’s Street, which is located off of Mountergate. The current St. John’s Street used to be called Orchard Street (named after the Orchard Tavern pub), and the rest of it has since been lost to development.

    The buildings that were either side of what was Orchard Street have also gone, with car parking on the right-hand side and Parmentergate Court housing project on the left-hand side.

  • Streets of Norwich – St. Martin at Palace Plain

    Streets of Norwich – St. Martin at Palace Plain

    Part of my Streets of Norwich project….

    I’ve realised today how little bloody attention I pay to things, given that I’ve been calling a road I thought that I knew by the wrong name. It’s only a marginal error, but I’m moderately irritated that I hadn’t realised, Bishopgate ends earlier than I thought and becomes St. Martin at Palace Plain. Now, this is hardly of much relevance to anything of global importance, but the quirky layout is due to how things have shifted over the last century.

    In the above map, St. Martin at Palace Plain covers part of the square, then the road down to where it looks like there is a pub in the middle of the road, before going up to another pub. Today, that is the entrance to the courts and the road and Worldsend Lane have all gone, so St. Martin at Palace Plain is effectively just the stump of road between the church and the entrance to the Bishop’s Great Gate and not that much further. Indeed, I’ve noticed that some properties have been moved out of St. Martin at Palace Plain on the listed buildings register and placed under other streets.

    But, despite this street now just being a bit of a stump, it has a tremendous amount of history packed into it.

    This is the view from the end of St. Martin at Palace Plain, looking down towards Bishopgate.

    The sun gave me problems taking this photo, but this is the Bishop’s Gate, a structure constructed in 1436 to give access to the Bishop’s Palace. I’ve been in the chapels at the top of the Erpingham Gate and the Ethelbert Gate, but I don’t know what the set-up is with this one. The old Bishop’s Palace is now used by Norwich School, but there’s a new palace used by the bishop which is just the other side of this gate.

    This is St. Martin’s Church, which has spent its lifetime literally overshadowed by the cathedral. No longer really having any congregation of its own as the nearby housing had gone, the church stopped being used for services in 1971. Since then it has been used to store church furniture, as offices for the Probation Service and is now used by the Norwich Historic Churches Trust. More on this in another post as I’ve been on a guided tour of this church, and it’s one of my favourites in the city.

    This was once the wall of the Bishop’s Palace, although there has been some building just inside of it over the last century.

    On the wall in the previous photo is this plaque, which marks where Lord Sheffield was killed during Kett’s Rebellion in August 1549.

    The Kett’s Rebellion was started by the desire of some landowners to enclose land for their own financial benefit. That’s a slightly shortened version of the enclosure process, but that’s the upshot of it. The locals didn’t like that, so on 8 July 1549 some denizens at Wymondham ripped up the landowners’ lovely new fences. The owner of the manor of Wymondham was Robert Kett, who should have been most aggrieved at the damage done to property. But, he decided to back the rebels and he became their leader.

    Kett decided that he would march on Norwich to show the authorities that the locals weren’t happy and that it was the poorest who would suffer the most. Perhaps unfortunately for him, he had thousands of people with him, turning a little local dispute into one of the largest protest marches that East Anglia had ever seen. He reached Bowthorpe, a suburb of Norwich today, on 9 July 1549 and Sir Edmund Wyndham, the Sheriff of Norwich, popped out to tell Kett that he should perhaps go home. Kett ignored that.

    Instead of going home, Kett led his men to set up camp at Mousehold Heath, on the edges of the city centre, on 12 July 1549. Although this location was outside of the city walls, it offered views into Norwich and this is where they established their camp for six weeks whilst issuing their demands for a fairer society. By now, there were 16,000 people at this camp, which was presenting a problem for Norwich, as although it was the second-largest city in the country at the time, it still only had a population of 12,000.

    The authorities agreed to listen to the demands that Kett had, which took some time, as there were 29 grievances that Kett wanted dealing with. Some of these were fiercely ambitious and only one related to the enclosure process, which is what had started this all off. During this time, the city hadn’t closed off its gates, so the people at the camp could enter Norwich to buy food and supplies, with something of a party atmosphere going on at Mousehold Heath by all accounts.

    On 21 July 1549, the city authorities got fed up with this and they shut the gates. Faced with the camp having to break up due to a lack of supplies, Kett led an attack on the city. Despite having a strong artillery and city defences, Kett’s rebel forces won and took control of the city. This was a serious threat to King Edward VI now, so he ordered 1,500 troops led by the Marquess of Northampton to retake Norwich.

    The relevance of this story to the street I’m writing about is that one of the military leaders was Lord Sheffield. He had had what I assume was a lovely breakfast at the Maid’s Head, a hotel which is still trading today, and led a mounted attack on rebels to force them back along St. Martin’s at Palace Plain to Bishopgate and then back out of the city. Unfortunately, he fell off his horse into a ditch. The rules of engagement at the time said that in such circumstances, the fallen man should be taken and held for ransom. Unfortunately for Lord Sheffield, a butcher decided to hit him on the head and kill him. And, today the location of Lord Sheffield’s death is marked by the plaque on the wall.

    Just to finish the tale, the rebels could never win this, the Monarch was too strong. He despatched the Earl of Warwick and 14,000 men, including some rather rough mercenaries, to take back control (there’s a phrase….) and after a series of battles, the rebels lost. Although the Earl of Warwick’s army lost 250 men, there were over 3,000 rebels killed during the fighting. Many surviving rebels were promptly executed and Robert Kett and his brother William were taken to the Tower of London to face trial. They were, unsurprisingly really, found guilty and Robert Kett was sent back to Norwich to be hanged on the walls of Norwich Castle, whilst his brother was hanged on the west tower of Wymondham Abbey.

    Was the rebel sacrifice worthwhile? Probably not. Little changed, other than the city announced it would mark a day of celebration every year on 27 August to celebrate the defeat of the rebels, with this party carrying on for well over a century.

    Anyway, after that story, back to St. Martin’s at Palace Plain. The other building that is now situated off this road is the modern court complex, which has one of the city’s oldest buildings in its cellar, the Norman House. But more of this when I find those photos….

  • Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue – Day Fifty-Seven

    Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue – Day Fifty-Seven

    The Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue was first published at the end of the eighteenth century, and given that the Coronavirus crisis is giving too much time to read books, I thought I’d pick a daily word from it until I got bored…..

    Calves Head Club

    I’m not sure this is much of a definition as it’s more of an historic tale, but the dictionary notes this is “a club instituted by the Independents and Presbyterians, to commemorate the decapitation of King Charles I. Their chief fare was calves heads; and they drank their wine and ale out of calves skulls”.

    The club allegedly met every 30 January, the date of the execution of the King, becoming something of a Bullingdon Club arrangement. This kept going until 1734, when they went too far at an event at the Golden Eagle pub, on Suffolk Street in London, with an account reporting:

    “Thursday in the evening a disorder of a very particular nature happened in Suffolk-street: ’Tis said that several young gentlemen of distinction having met at a house there, call’d themselves the Calf’s-Head Club; and about seven o’clock a bonfire being lit up before the door, just when it was in the height, they brought a calf’s-head to the window dress’d in a napkin-cap, and after some Huzza’s, threw it into the fire: The mob were entertained with strong-beer, and for some time halloo’d as well as the best; but taking a disgust at some healths which were proposed, grew so outrageous, that they broke all the windows, forc’d themselves into the house, and would probably have pull’d it down, had not the Guards been sent for to prevent further mischief. The damage done within and without the house, is computed at some hundred pounds. The Guards were posted all night in the street, for the security of the neighbourhood.”

    A little too raucous for me.