David Crouch 🏳️‍🌈
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David Crouch 🏳️‍🌈
@dbcrouch.bsky.social

Medieval social history. VCH Editor East Yorkshire. Academician. Cardiffian exile. Hwntw Falch. Cymro yn Sir Efrog.

David Bruce Crouch, is a British historian and academic. From 2000 until his retirement in 2018, he was Professor of Medieval History at the University of Hull.

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Did not think it was even possible. I more or less live on AALT at the moment scouting JUST1 for East Yorkshire refs. I fortunately have the skills and experience to speed read entries, and I am dubious your programme could identify place names correctly. But it might be able to index a roll?

It needs a new edition, especially since Mullally has done a good number on the "Geste des Engleis en Yrlande" (aka The Song of Dermot and the Earl).

If we believe the passing comment of a canon of Laon in NW France that John was born ‘around the feast of St John’ and was given the name of the saint and evangelist as his quasi-godparent, then he was born around the 27 December, though that might have been his baptismal date not his birth.

But one other source, John’s own clerk, Gerald of Wales, tells us that when he arrived in Ireland in April 1185 John was 17 years old. That would indicate 1167 is the correct date, and it would also match his known knighting in 1166, for which the customary age was 16

The year was either 1166 or 1167, according to which Angevin historian you read. Ralph Diceto, Dean of London, said baldly it was 1166, but one copy of the work of the annalist Robert de Torigny, listed it under 1167

I've published a fair amount on medieval death culture over the years, but it's not a research priority of mine, just a morbid interest. Useful when you edit VCH volumes though

I've published a fair amount on medieval death culture over the years, but it's not a research priority of mine, just a morbid interest

Good suggestions. I only otherwise thought that the 'stones' might be parish markers (unlikely perhaps). The town's end was where the funeral procession met the officiating minister, with processional cross and acolytes, to lead the coffin to the church.

The recently-discovered account by Roger of Howden of a voyage down the Ouse and Humber in 1192 (on his way to Marseille) records his transhipment at the sands of the Humber mouth specifically at an anchorage off Skeffling. No boroughs with ports on the sands at that time, but was a transport hub

I have a Yorkshire example of funeral processions from outlying townships ending at 'the town's end' of the township with the parish church in it (viz. Howden). Not quite the same of course, and an improbable typo for 'stone's end'.

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At Welton (ER) the surviving medieval vicarage was resigned to the vicar’s coachman, assistant curates and gardeners while he built himself a handsome new pedimented residence to his taste in 1787. Pluralists had a lot of freedom.

Agreed Katherine. He’s just spotted a useful source of moral oneupmanship to throw in the world’s face, and a possible new cult base.

A completely over the top response to the threat posed by a defunct Welsh lordship north of Cardiff. So its grandeur may have another purpose than military. His Clare predecessors were happy with a string of functional forts between Taffs Well and Rudry to contain the Senghenydd ‘threat’.

Curious as to what denomination persuaded Mr Yaxley-Lennon in detention to accept Christ as his personal redeemer, though I suspect it’ll be evangelical.

What? Is he King John's spin doctor?

In Nick Vincent’s epic edition of King Henry’s Acts and Letters, this is 3158. He dates it 1157 x 1166, with some scope to narrow it to May 1165 x March 1166, before the king decamped to France.

More of un chose Belgique I would say, as several others here suggest. Love the fritteries of Utrecht and Leuven.

King John’s foster family the Baillebiens got land in Gillingham Dorset from Henry II, not from John himself. John took his foster brother into his household, but sadly the kid died on campaign with him in Ireland. Somehow with John things always go to s**t

In different ways both are the end of all things

Liz even makes a good stab at identifying the author as Eustace de Boulogne, chancellor of Count William (IV) of Warenne. Can't be 100% certain, but it convinces me.

Oddly, what pisses me off are people who spell Llandaff as Llandaf for the sake of 'accuracy', even when they pronounce it with the double-F, and not as 'Llandav'

I'd agree with the striking observation that populism does not fit the description of a coherent ideology, that its roots are in resentment, in which case sociology has more to offer: it looks like a classic instance of a habitus collapsing under hysteresis: new norms provoking hostile reaction

The Guardian did not disappoint with its report of the Plaid Cyrmu (sic) victory in Caerphilly. In one thing constant ever Grauniad

12th century popes and Western kings wouldn’t expect ever to meet, which is why legates developed into such important figures and were expected to dress up in papal robes on their missions. Diplomatic cosplay. I don’t think French kings consorted with popes much either. Eugenius III in 1146 maybe.

I wonder that if Reform make inroads in he Welsh Senedd elections, they'll espouse a policy of sending the English back to Jutland and Saxony and reclaim Lloegr from the Saesneg. The Welsh of the 12th century thought it was a vote winner, so run it up the flagpole now Ms Lam has made lunacy normal

It does give Oberon a convincing context for sure ... though I can't visualise him getting down on the cymbals

I daren’t look at the price OUP will put on it

Wow. Memories of Grand Avenue.

It is entirely beautiful in real life, the Schatzkammer catalogue’s analysis favours it to have been a Cheapside goldsmith’s of the latter years of Edward III’s reign