08:00 Lois and I tumble out of
the shower cubicle. After breakfast, Lois goes around the corner to Billy
Shears, the local hairstylist.
In the meantime, I start clearing
up and vacuuming all over the house because Scilla's U3A Old Norse group is
holding its fortnightly group meeting here this afternoon at 2:30 pm.
Afterwards, I browse through 2 more chapters of Njal's saga, which is the
group's current project.
12:00 Lois and I have lunch and
afterwards I go to bed and take a short afternoon nap. I get up at 1:30 pm and
prepare for Scilla's group meeting.
I take a look at my smartphone.
Steve, my American brother-in-law, has sent me an interesting question via
email. He has been watching Boris Johnson's first session of Prime Minister’s
Question Time: he comments that Boris looked rather flustered. And he asks how Boris
could possibly have kicked Winston Churchill's grandson (Nicholas Soames) out of the
Conservative party.
The Danish media has also
reported this story (ekstrabladet.dk) -
I answer Steve's question with
another question, originally posed earlier this week by TV journalist Jeremy
Paxman: why are our politicians so crap?
Enough said!!!
14:30 Members of Scilla's U3A Old
Norse group ring at the door and we study Njal's saga for an hour and a half.
Gunnar, one of the saga’s heroes
has killed a bunch of his neighbours, and is now being sued by the victims'
relatives for compensation, with the hearings taking place at the area's local
"Thing" (parliament).
a typical neighborhood brawl:
here
we see Gunnar killing Otkel's son
It is interesting that much of
the action in this part of the saga takes place under the shadow of the famous
volcano Eyjafjallajökull.
the famous Icelandic volcano
Eyjafjallajökull
Kath, one of the group members,
recalls the year 2010, when she was vacationing in the US and was forced to
postpone her return because of the volcanic eruption that led to widespread
flight cancellations over the Atlantic.
I comment that Steve, my
brother-in-law, and Kathy, my late sister, had the opposite problem because they were vacationing with us in England and
were not sure they could fly back to the US as planned.
Flashback to 2010: Steve and Kathy were
visiting us,
when the eruption of Eyjafjallajökull
threatened them with
flight cancellations and delays: the couple seen here in front of
the
Woolpack pub in Slad, made famous by local author Laurie Lee
Steve and Lois on a hill near the small
town of Birdlip
overlooking the Severn
Vale. Happy times !!!!
16:00 The group meeting ends, but
the members stay in our dining room another half hour and carry on chatting,
which is nice. It is satisfying that they feel very much at home with us.
18:00 Lois and I have dinner and
spend the rest of the evening listening to the radio and watching some
television. First, we hear the latest concert in the BBC Proms series, which
includes Dvorak's New World Symphony.
The symphony is filled with
captivating melodies and variations that have delighted many hundreds of thousands of
people over many decades.
It's a bit of a shame that modern composers couldn't make
a little more effort and come up with some tunes - maybe if they did, their
works would be performed more than once, which would presumably be quite nice
for them as well - ha ha ha!
Lois reminds me that we heard
this New World symphony at a concert in Shrewsbury Town Hall in
1970 during our first vacation together - we had just hooked up for the first
time so the holiday was very exciting to put it mildly. We were both 24
years old.
Flashback to August 1970: Lois and I on
our first vacation together,
in the county of Shropshire. We had
just hooked up a month earlier
- exciting times
The following month we were in
Norway together, so a bit of a whirlwind romance really.
the following month we were
in Norway together
21:00 We turn off the radio and
watch some television, the first episode in a new documentary series about the
great archaeologists and the great archaeological discoveries of the last 100
years or so.
The programme's host is the
charming Janina Ramirez, whom Lois and I call (informally) "Boots Woman".
We like her trademark boots and her striking South European facial features and eye make-up.
The story of the Sutton Hoo
excavation is very weird, to put it mildly. Sutton Hoo is the name of a ridge
down near the Deben River in Suffolk, England, east of the village of Woodbridge.
Sutton Hoo, Suffolk
The site is known for its two
Anglo-Saxon burial sites from the 500’s and 600’s, discovered in the 1930’s.
One of the burial mounds contained an intact whole ship burial with grave goods
surpassing all our other Anglo-Saxon sites, both in their wealth and
cultural-historical interest.
The weirdest thing about the
excavation was its wildly amateurish beginnings. Mrs. Pretty, a local widow who
owned the property concerned, was a member of the local spiritualist group - and another
member of the group happened to have a dream about one of the hills on the property - she told Ms. Pretty
that she had had a vision in which she had seen medieval warriors marching all over it.
Mrs. Pretty contacted a local
villager, a quite unremarkable, uneducated man, Basil Brown, a gardener who,
however, had an amateur interest in archaeology. She persuaded him to do a
little digging on the hill. Mrs. Pretty also asked her own gardener and her own
gamekeeper to help him out a bit with the spadework.
Starting from these very
amateurish beginnings, the whole thing was finally transformed into England's
most important archaeological excavation ever. It is sometimes called
"England's Tutankhamun".
Archaeologists were completely
stunned by Sutton Hoo, and the wealth of the Anglo-Saxon king buried there with
his ship, along with all the sophisticated jewellery, and also weapons
embellished with precious stones, made with materials from all over the known
world, etc.
Sutton Hoo’s Anglo-Saxon ship burial
arrival of the Anglo-Saxon peoples in
England
early in the 5th century
Before the Sutton Hoo excavation,
the Anglo-Saxon peoples were regarded very much as the poor relations of their
Scandinavian cousins - and often
dismissed as mere uncultivated barbarians, to put it mildly.
How fascinating!
22:00 We go to bed - zzzzzzzz
!!!!
Danish translation: onsdag den 4. september 2019
08:00 Lois og jeg vælter ud af brusekabinen. Efter morgenmad går Lois
rundt om hjørnet til Billy Shears, den lokale damefrisør. I mellemtiden giver
jeg mig til at rydde op og støvesuge overalt i huset, fordi Scillas U3A
oldnordiske gruppe holder sit fjortensdagsgruppemøde hos os i eftermiddag kl
14:30. Bagefter blader jeg igennem endnu 2 kapitler af Njals saga, som er
gruppens nuværende projekt.
12:00 Vi spiser frokost og bagefter går jeg i seng for at tage en kort
eftermiddagslur. Jeg står op kl 13:30 og forbereder mig på Scillas gruppemøde.
Jeg kigger lidt på min smartphone. Steve, min amerikanske svigerbror,
har sendt mig et interessant spørgsmål via email. Han har været i gang med at
se Boris Johnsons første session af statsministerens spørgetime: han
kommenterer at Boris så forfjamsket ud. Og han spørge, hvordan kunne Boris have
kylet Winston Churchills barnebarn (Nicholas Soames) ud af det konservative
parti.
De danske medier har også rapporterede denne historie (ekstrabladet.dk) –
Jeg svarer Steves spørgsmål med et andet spørgsmål, stillet oprindeligt
af TV-journalisten Jeremy Paxman: hvorfor er vores politikere så skidt?
Nok sagt!!!
14:30 Medlemmer af Scillas U3A oldnordiske gruppe ringer på døren og vi
studerer Njals saga i en time og en halv.
Gunnar, én af sagaens helte har dræbt en flok af sine naboer, og nu
bliver han sagsøgt af offrenes slægtninge for erstatning på områdets lokale
”Ting” (parlamentet).
et typisk nabolag-masseslagsmål:
her ser vi Gunnar dræbe Otkels søn
Det er interessant, at meget af handlingen i denne del af sagaen spiller
sig ud under skyggen af den berømte vulkan Eyjafjallajökull.
den berømte islandske vulkan Eyjafjallajökull
Kath, én af gruppemedlemmerne, minder om 2010, da hun
blev på ferie i USA og blev tvunget til at udskyde sin hjemkomst på grund af
vulkanens voldelige udbrud, som førte til udbredte flyaflysninger over
Atlanterhavet.
Jeg kommenterer, at Steve, min svigerbror, og Kathy, min
afdøde søster, havde det modsatte problem i betragtning af, at de var på ferie
hos os i England, og ikke var sikre på, at de kunne flyve tilbage til USA som
planlagt.
Tilbageblik til 2010: Steve og Kathy var på besøg hos os,
da Eyjafjallajökulls udbrud truede
dem med flyaflysninger og forsinkelser:
parret set her foran Woolpack-pubben, gjort
berømt
af den lokale forfatter Laurie Lee
Steve og Lois på en bakke i nærheden af den lille
by Birdlip,
der har udsigt over hele Severn-dalen.
Lykkelige tider!!!!
16:00 Gruppemødet slutter, men medlemmerne bliver siddende i vores
spisestue og fortsætter med at snakke, hvilket er rart. Det er
tilfredsstillende, at de føler sig meget hjemme hos os.
18:00 Lois og jeg spiser aftensmad og bruger resten af aftenen på at
lytte til radio og se lidt fjernsyn. For det første hører vi den seneste
koncert i BBC Proms-serie, herunder Dvoraks simfoni fra den nye verden.
Simfonien er propfyldt af fængslende melodier og variationer, som har
givet glæde til mange tusindvis af mennesker gennem mange årtier. Det er lidt
af en skam, at moderne komponister ikke kunne gøre lidt mere indsats og kommer
med nogle melodier – måske hvis de gjorde det, ville deres værker blive opført
mere end engang, hvilket ville være rart for dem ha ha ha!
Lois minder mig om, at vi hørte denne simfoni fra den nye verden i en
koncert i byen Shrewsburys rådhus i 1970 i løbet af vores første ferie sammen –
vi havde lige fandt sammen for første gang, og ferien var meget begejstrende
for at sige mildt. Vi var begge to 24 år gamle.
Tilbageblik
til august 1970: Lois og jeg på vores første ferie sammen,
i grevskabet
Shropshire – vi havde lige fandt sammen en måned tidligere:
spændende
tider!!!!!
Den følgende måned var vi i Norge sammen, så lidt af en hvirvelvind
affære.
den følgende måned var vi i Norge sammen
21:00 Vi slukker for radioen og ser lidt fjernsyn, det første afsnit i
en ny dokumentarfilmserie, der handler om de store arkæologer og de store arkæologiske
opdagelser af de seneste 100 år eller deromkring.
Programmets vært er den charmerende Janina Ramirez, som Lois og jeg
kalder (uformelt) ”støvlerkvinde”. Vi kan godt lide hendes varemærke-støvler og
hendes påfældende sydlandske ansigtstræk.
Historien
af Sutton Hoo-udgravningen er meget underlig, for at sige mildt. Sutton Hoo er
navnet på et højdedrag ned mod Deben-floden i Suffolk i England, øst for
landsbyen Woodbridge.
Sutton Hoo,
Suffolk
Stedet
er kendt for to angelsaksiske gravsteder fra 500- og 600-tallet, opdaget i 1930’erne.
En af gravhøjene indeholdt en intakt skibsgrav med et gravgods, som overgår det
meste i både rigdom og kulturhistorisk interesse.
Det
underlige ved udgravningen er dens amatøragtige begyndelser. Fru Pretty, en lokal
enke, der ejede området, var en medlem af en lokal spiritualistisk gruppe – og
en anden medlem havde en drøm om en af bakkerne, og hun fortalte fru Pretty at
hun så middelalderlige krigere marchere over den.
Fru
Pretty overtalte en lokal landsbyboer, en almindelig, uuddannet mand, Basil
Brown, en gartner, der imidlertid havde en amatøragtig interesse for arkæologi,
til at grave lidt på bakken. Fru Pretty bad også sin egen gartner og sin egen
herregårdsskytte om at hjælpe ham.
Startende fra disse helt amatøragtige begyndelser blev det hele endeligt
omdannet til Englands vigtigste arkæologiske udgravning nogensinde. Den er
nogle gange kaldet ”Englands Tutankhamun”.
Arkæologere var helt overrumplet af Sutton Hoo, og rigdommen af den
angelsaksiske konge, der blev begravet der med sit skib, sammen med sofistiske
smykke, også våben pyntede med værdifulde sten, lavet med materialer fra hele
den kendte verden over osv.
Før Sutton Hoo-udgravningen var de angelsaksiske folk betragtet som de
skandinavske stammers fattige slægtninge – de var nedsablet som ukultiverede
barbarer, for at sige mildt.
Sutton Hoos angelsaksiske skibsgrav
ankomst af
angelsaksiske folk til England først i det 5. århundrede
22:00 Vi går i seng – zzzzzzzz!!!!
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