On a completely different subject: sometimes I just think about weird shit, you know? Like this weekend, for instance. For no discernible reason, I've been musing about the ways in which most common Anglo-Saxon names tell us about what life was like in medieval England.
Start with building a house, for instance.
To construct the frame, you would need a Carpenter, also known as a Sawyer. You'd need a Mason for the brick foundation, and a Joyner to make the door and window frames. Then a Glazer would install the windows, a Painter would do the whitewash, and a Thatcher would add your thatched roof. Or, if you were too fancy-pants for thatch, then you'd need a Slater, right?
Once your house was built, you would have to hire a Porter or a Carter to bring over all your belongings from your old home. Then, if you had some extra cash left over, you might hire a Gardner to tend your flower and vegetable beds. You wouldn't be able to afford a Cook or a Butler, but you would probably know the people who did those jobs up at the manor house. A Farrier would shoe your horses, and a Shepherd would watch your flock. You would need transportation for various reasons, which would require the services of a Wag(o)ner and/or a Cartwright. There are lots of different kinds of Smiths and lots of different Wrights, each with their own specialty crafts.
And you would have to eat. Your town would have Hunters to go out in the woods to kill animals for their meat, Fowlers to do the same with birds, and Fishers for fish. The livelihood of the Hunters and Fowlers, of course, would depend on the products of the local Fletcher (arrowmaker) and Bowman. The meat would be delivered to the Butcher, who would cut it up and sell it to you. Meanwhile, Farmers and Grangers (synonymous) would be out in their fields harvesting grain
which would be brought to the Miller, ground into flour, and sold to the Baker to make your daily bread.
But you would need the services of many of your other neighbors too. The Collier would bring you coal to heat your house. The Tanner (also known as a Currier) would prepare leather and sell it to the Shoemaker who would make your shoes. The Weaver would make fabric and sell it to the Mercer, who would have the Dyer dye it, and would then cut it into lengths and sell it to you to either make your own clothes or have the Taylor do it. The Barber would cut your hair or pull your decayed tooth. You would go to the Chandler for your candles, the Cutler for your knives, the Cooper for your storage barrels, and the Carver for your walking sticks, and the Tinker would stop at your house periodically to fix the things that got broken.
What an interdependent community. Everyone's wellbeing depends on everyone else getting their job done, and your doing the same. And on the rare occasions when there was a festival and you could all cut loose, you would gather in the square to listen to the music of the Harper and the Piper and the voices of the Singers, and everyone would dance.
Okay, so what kind of weird stuff do you think about in your spare time?
You are very kind to give away books.
ReplyDeleteAlso, maybe this is a theme for the next A to Z. I think you hit half the letters in the alphabet already. :)
Hmmm... I just wish I knew what the Parker's job was. Valet parking for your oxcart, perhaps? Thanks for the great suggestion!!
ReplyDeleteI think about pandas. But you knew that already. Hope you have a merry winter season. Cheers!
ReplyDeleteAnne: my son lives in Washington D.C. right near the National Zoo, so he can go see BaoBao and BeiBei any time he wants. How awesome is that? Have a wonderful Christmas and New Year! Long live pandas!!!
DeleteThis was fascinating- and I realized that I know someone with almost every name you mentioned! I think about all kinds of weird stuff in my spare time- anything can get my mind going. :)
ReplyDelete~Jess
Jess: I'm a HUGE fan of weird stuff! And you know what's great? No matter how strange we think our preoccupations are, somewhere in the world there's a club for people who share them! Thanks for visiting, and happy holidays!
ReplyDeleteWhen I'm in the airport, I'm within arm's length of thousands of people, and within 24 hours, we will be on the other side of the world from each other. Blows my mind. Also, every time I think of ancient astronomers and the math they did by hand my brain starts to hurt.
ReplyDeleteNate: I think you must actually be my kid!!!! XXXXX
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