A hoard found in Gloucestershire….but it wasn’t quite what it might have been….!

The picture above was taken by my daughter, when she glanced down in a Gloucestershire field and saw something shining. She investigated, and found it was a piece of costume jewellery, half hidden in mud. So she retrieved it…and then something else and then something else. Taking it all home, she washed the mud away… Continue reading A hoard found in Gloucestershire….but it wasn’t quite what it might have been….!

That’ll be 1,000 eels in yearly rent, sir….

If there’s one thing that I loathe, it’s wriggling, wormy, serpentine creatures. Worst of all, I’m ashamed to say, is the humble garden worm. Ugh! I don’t harm them, I simply avoid them. Eels are on my list as well, especially when they used to writhe and slither up the little streams and ditches (as… Continue reading That’ll be 1,000 eels in yearly rent, sir….

Some ghosts of Oxfordshire, but try Gloucestershire for size too….

  It seems that Oxfordshire is one of our most haunted county. Maybe. But I know of a few that would claim more ghosts. At the risk of irritating a whole bunch of folk, I’ll say my next-door county of Gloucestershire has the most ghosts of all. OK, OK, don’t all shout and wave your… Continue reading Some ghosts of Oxfordshire, but try Gloucestershire for size too….

Was it a spring tide in 1607? Was it a storm? No, it was a tsunami! Or was it….?

  “….But the yeere 1606, the fourth of King James, the ryver of Severn rose upon a sodeyn Tuesday mornyng the 20 of January beyng the full pryme day and hyghest tyde after the change of the moone by reason of a myghty strong western wynde….” John Paul, Vicar of Almondsbury In ‘A True Report of… Continue reading Was it a spring tide in 1607? Was it a storm? No, it was a tsunami! Or was it….?

The King’s Champion and his circus horse….!

We have all heard of the dashing King’s/Queen’s Champion riding fully armed into the coronation banquet, throwing down challenges to anyone who would dare to find fault with the monarch’s right to the throne. I did not know that there is a strong possibility that the Dymoke family, hereditary holders of the title, may have… Continue reading The King’s Champion and his circus horse….!

The contrasting fates of two properties associated with Sir Francis Drake….

  The recent concern https://www.metro.news/sir-francis-drakes-birthplace-at-risk-of-being-lost-forever/1243118/ gradual disintegration of Sir Francis Drake’s birthplace, the Grade II listed Crowndale Farm, in Tavistock, Devon, where he came into the world in 1540. It is unbelievable that such neglect has been allowed to take place. What is the point of listing a property, and then not providing the owner… Continue reading The contrasting fates of two properties associated with Sir Francis Drake….

Oh, the bells, the bells….!

Natural disasters were not to only thing to bring chaos to the great Benedictine abbey at beautiful Winchcombe in the Gloucestershire Cotswolds. Not just the 1091 lightning strike on the tower of the Abbey church of St Mary, which opened up “a huge crack in the walls, large enough for a man to pass through… Continue reading Oh, the bells, the bells….!

Magna Carta and King Richard II….

Here is the opening paragraph of an intriguing article by the excellent Professor Nigel Saul:- “As increasing numbers of early copies of Magna Carta are identified in fourteenth- and early fifteenth century registers and cartularies, so we are becoming more aware of the close interest taken in the document by lawyers and political actors in… Continue reading Magna Carta and King Richard II….

Sleep in Henry VIII’s bedroom? But not his bed….!

The picturesque little Gloucestershire town of Thornbury is not in the Cotswolds, but down in the Vale of the River Severn, between Bristol and Gloucester. Caught between the Cotswold escarpment and the Severn estuary, it is an area of rich farmland, with orchards for cider and perry, and pasture for the production of cheese. Everyone… Continue reading Sleep in Henry VIII’s bedroom? But not his bed….!