Friday, November 28, 2008

More soon...

With November fast running out, I will be posting up a summary of other customs and traditions that this particularly cold month has to offer, hopefully this weekend. I'm also going to be looking at the peculiarly spooky phenomenon that are 'screaming skulls', before ploughing on into December and the myriad festivities and traditions contained within its 31 days.

Keep your eyes peeled!

Thursday, November 06, 2008

Turning the Devil Stone, Devon

OK, these first few entries have focused on Devon, but I will venture further afield. All in good time. While reading up on the tar barrel race in Ottery St Mary, I can across a mention of the the following custom: Turning the Devil's Stone, or Boulder. This takes place every November 5th evening in the North Devon village of Shebbear.

What happens?
At approximately 8pm, bell-ringers start to ring a normal 'peal' (if there is such a term?) before descending into a cacophony of discordance (sounds like a heavy metal song!) designed to drive evil from the village. However, knowing old nick to be a cunning fellow, the bell-ringers descend upon the local graveyard where they hunt out the Devil's Stone. This is a type of quartz stone, said to be a glacial erratic (ie it doesn't belong in the area, it must have got there by some 'other' means), which weights over a tonne - measuring approximately six by four feet.

The bell-ringers, knowing the stone to be covering old nick's local pied-a-terre, come armed with crowbars and proceed to 'flip' the stone by heaving it out of the ground and turning it over. Failure to do this would result in the evil doings befalling and befouling the village. Catastrophe averted, all present retire to the local pub - The Devil's Stone Inn; haunted, of course - for much needed refreshment.

The origins
The stone may well be a glacial erratic carried to the spot during an ice age. It could also be a standing stone, a pagan altar, or a stone dropped from the sky by the devil - possibly from a nearby church, preventing its construction. Others say it dropped out of the devil's pocket when he was cast out of heaven by St Michael. Whatever the stone's origin, the ritual resonates as one of ensuring good luck for a community, which may well have been remote from its neighbours when the custom was first practised - some theorise it dates to Saxon times, while its first written record dates from 1870.

Where to find more

Those flaming barrels

So, it's November 5th - remember, remember etc - and what better way to celebrate Guy Fawkes Night than to... well, you could be all traditional and have some fireworks and maybe a small bonfire, or you could go all out for entertainment and go and watch a flaming tar barrel race. That's right, in a number of places in England, particularly Devon, a once more widespread tradition survives - in this day of the twin gods of Health and Safety - that of carrying or rolling flaming tar barrels.

Today, it would seem the most famous occurrence of this tradition can be found in Ottery St Mary, Devon. I'm pleased to say that despite the almost apocalyptic recent weather recently this year's event went ahead as planned. Another race occurs at Hatherleigh in Devon, and I'm sure there are one or two others that have remained under the radar, so to speak.

What happens?
Well, there are on average 17 barrels during the main race, the men's, which takes place near to midnight. There are other races with smaller barrels for children and women. Although there are always huge crowds for these events - that take place on the same night as a carnival and bonfire - you can only take part if your family have lived in the town for a 'requisite' number of years.

The idea is to compete for the largest of the barrels and, wrapped in old clothes and gloves made of sackcloth soaked in water, to carry the flaming tar barrel on the back of the neck, top of the shoulders, as quickly as possible (presumably so the flames fan out behind you rather than onto you!). In recent years, the police and health and safety conscious have made attempts to sanitise the event, but thankfully they have been seen of - to my knowledge there has never been a serious injury. The contestants weave through the windy lanes, dodging the crowds as they go. Imagine carrying a 30kg barrel full of blazing tar, as the heat grows and you grow weary!

The Origins
Well, the festivities are obviously linked to the festivities of November 5th and the gunpowder plot. But is it as simple as that? Its origins can apparently be traced back to the 1700s, but it is tempting to attribute this festival of fire to a pagan survival, falling as it does, only a few days after Samhain - the time of no time, the end of the year, a three-day festival that marked the onset of winter, with its associated darkness and cold. In this way it could be seen to form part of an extended cycle of mid-winter festivals of light and hope, where communities would get together to raise their spirits and maybe begin a process of reawakening the sun ahead of spring.

However, there are other theories. One such suggestion, though fairly mundane, is that it started as a test of strength that was copied, remembered and that eventually formed part of the calendar. Another is that the smoke and fire being carried through town was used to effectively fumigate the streets of evil and unwanted spirits. It has also been said that the fumigation was of local shops - presumably a barrel would be carried between shops out of hours?

What should be noted is the suggestion by Ronald Hutton that 'Guy Fawkes Night would never have continued to the present, with such popularity, as the surviving British fire festival, because of its historical significance alone.' (The Stations of the Sun; 1996; Oxford University Press).

It should be noted that in other parts of the country the barrels are, or were, rolled, and that some, such as Allendale, form part of the New Year celebrations.

Where to find more
Follow these links to start your own research into the tar barrel traditions:


Monday, November 03, 2008

My book has arrived

The Burning of the Ashen Faggot is now available to buy directly from the Lulu website.

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This means that this blogspot is now up and officially running, and in the course of the next few days you can expect discussion on such arcane topics as the customs of November, screaming skulls and even pinned hearts (found in chimneys of all places). Keep an eye out, more is coming soon.