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This is a beautiful photo of The Boat Inn. It was, until the early 60s Boat Farm run by Guy Baddeley and his son Peter. It was reputed to be the place where Sir Walter Scott wrote "Ivanhoe" which is why the village pub is called The Ivanhoe
Superb photograph PJ. Would you allow me to copy it to my Church Stories Group please?
There is a fine example of a 'Ducking Stool' in this church.
Originally called the ‘cucking-stole’, this is one of the most ancient modes of punishment in England. From Saxon times it was nothing more than a ‘stool of use’ upon which the offender sat and thus being exposed to public derision, but in time the idea was extended to include immersion in water and the various boroughs and manors were required by law to maintain their own ducking stool. Normally associated with female ‘common scolds’, it was also used for Butchers, Bakers, Brewers, Apothecaries and the like who gave short measure or vended adulterated articles of food. The fine example in the Priory Church was the last to be used in England when, in 1809, a woman called Jenny Pipes alias Jane Corran, was paraded through the town on the stool and then ducked in the river.
Poet Benjamin West described the process in 1780 as follows:
‘ There stands, my friend, in yonder pool,
An engine called a Ducking Stool;
By legal power commanded down,
The joy and terror of the town,
If jarring females kindle strife,
Give language foul, or lug the coif;
If noisy dames should once begin
To drive the house with horrid din;
Away, you cry, you’ll grace the Stool;
We’ll teach you how to hold your tongue to rule.
Down in the deep the Stool descends,
But here, at first, we miss our ends;
She mounts again, and rages more
Than ever vixen did before.
If so, my friend, pray let her take
A second turn into the lake;
And, rather than your patient lose,
Thrice and again repeat the dose,
No brawling wives, no furious wenches,
No fire so hot, but water quenches.’
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This is a beautiful photo of The Boat Inn. It was, until the early 60s Boat Farm run by Guy Baddeley and his son Peter. It was reputed to be the place where Sir Walter Scott wrote "Ivanhoe" which is why the village pub is called The Ivanhoe
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Superb photograph PJ. Would you allow me to copy it to my Church Stories Group please?
There is a fine example of a 'Ducking Stool' in this church. Originally called the ‘cucking-stole’, this is one of the most ancient modes of punishment in England. From Saxon times it was nothing more than a ‘stool of use’ upon which the offender sat and thus being exposed to public derision, but in time the idea was extended to include immersion in water and the various boroughs and manors were required by law to maintain their own ducking stool. Normally associated with female ‘common scolds’, it was also used for Butchers, Bakers, Brewers, Apothecaries and the like who gave short measure or vended adulterated articles of food. The fine example in the Priory Church was the last to be used in England when, in 1809, a woman called Jenny Pipes alias Jane Corran, was paraded through the town on the stool and then ducked in the river. Poet Benjamin West described the process in 1780 as follows: ‘ There stands, my friend, in yonder pool, An engine called a Ducking Stool; By legal power commanded down, The joy and terror of the town, If jarring females kindle strife, Give language foul, or lug the coif; If noisy dames should once begin To drive the house with horrid din; Away, you cry, you’ll grace the Stool; We’ll teach you how to hold your tongue to rule. Down in the deep the Stool descends, But here, at first, we miss our ends; She mounts again, and rages more Than ever vixen did before. If so, my friend, pray let her take A second turn into the lake; And, rather than your patient lose, Thrice and again repeat the dose, No brawling wives, no furious wenches, No fire so hot, but water quenches.’
I have visited this place a few time now and never has the sun shone... a few rays make all the difference. Nice composition. Cheers Brian
amazing brick lane
GREAT SHOT
This is 'Pudding Dyke' wier.
The Ivy covered tree has just recently been chopped down.
Beautiful ...
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