Crossroads at Canterbury
Sep. 17th, 2007 02:49 pmFor a poetic and well-written description of our activities this past weekend, I recomment
peregrinning's post here: Canterbury post.
L and I arrived late on Friday, well after supper. It was a long day at work for him, packing for both of us, and of working on the house as well (trying to get some of the work done that we thought should be done before the house inspection on Monday morning). All the folk we met were cheery and courteous, and guided us to our little cabin where we were staying for the weekend. Early Saturday morning we tried setting up near the beadmaker, but the weather was too inclement in the morning for our paper goods, and we were concerned for the type in the cases as well. We then transferred everything to the barn. L was busy most of the day with sorting type, doing a bit of printing, and talking with many passers-by about his craft.
We did also sell a few girdle books as well, an eye chart and a set of bookplates. Alas, no demonstrating of bookbinding. I think that would have had to be done by me, but I had judging of the relics and the reliquaries, along with
jdulac, which took some time, and then there is talking with this person or that, making connections, that sort of thing.
Damp though the weather was at first, it did clear up and the rest of the day was most lovely. Minstrels and singers and plays occurred throughout the day; one of my favorite moments of the day was perhaps when I was at the pie and meats stall in the shelter of the towering trees, standing in the lightly misting rain, and a couple of wandering minstrels strolled by playing on their woodwind instruments.
Court went well, I thought. I made the presentation of pilgrim badges to some of the makers of relics and reliquaries and was able to be heard by most everyone in the room (a feat for me, and a compliment to the construction of the room). Their majesties recognized many worthy gentles in their court that day, as well as making welcome those whose first event this was. I saw
zaduzbina and
rickwolff there -- I haven't seen them in a while, and it was a great pleasure to see them, if only in passing.
And of course I saw many, many other folk there as well, many of whom are on my LJ f-list :)
The feast was amazing, one of the best I've ever attended. The company was also excellent, and the entertainment like little else I've seen -- and all of it wondrous indeed! I loved the birds, and the Miller's Tale was told in both a fresh and refreshing way. The evening's music was of course as lovely as that during the day.
My part in the weekend's festivities was fairly small, but I had ample opportunity to see nearly everyone at their chosen tasks, and I have great admiration for them all. Everyone did whatever they needed to do with grace, courtesy, and great efficacy. In particular I interacted with
dreda and
rising_moon, as the relics and reliquaries, banner-making (pre-event activity), and acquisition of juggling fish were all in relation to the office of Revels, of which
rising_moon was in charge. It was a great delight to work with them; they made everything flow seamlessly, handling any small glitches with apparent ease.
Saturday night was indeed quite cold -- the storm clouds had been blown away during the day, leaving a clear and starry night. The cabins are not insulated by any means, but we were off the ground and in our wonderful sleeping bags (good to -20F !). I didn't feel the need to fully enclose myself in it however (it's a mummy-style bag, with footed end) -- just zipped most of the way up the side was plenty. I did wake up at one point because my legs were bothering me. L woke up too, of course, and asked if I wanted company on a walk to the tavern (and the facilities). Since we were up, I thought it might be a good idea, so off we went. And there, at a quarter of three in the morning, were people chatting away, mostly by the fireplace! We chatted briefly with a few folks, and then back to bed.
Sunday we were up early once again, and packed up the printing press and the rest of our goods and belongings. Got in a lovely chat with
loosecanon during all that (she helped us with some of our packing, which I greatly appreciated). We never did make it up to the great hall before we left, so I'm glad we had the chance to get together earlier!
This left us time to see if anyone else needed help with packing up. L and I did various things here and there. No more than anyone else, and certainly less than the primary dog crew, but many hands do indeed make light work.... which was about all I could do, having used up most of what good my rt. shoulder had in it, Saturday. Fortunately for those who wanted to help, there were many tasks of varying strength/dexterity requirements, so plenty to share around :)
A lovely weekend, all around!
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L and I arrived late on Friday, well after supper. It was a long day at work for him, packing for both of us, and of working on the house as well (trying to get some of the work done that we thought should be done before the house inspection on Monday morning). All the folk we met were cheery and courteous, and guided us to our little cabin where we were staying for the weekend. Early Saturday morning we tried setting up near the beadmaker, but the weather was too inclement in the morning for our paper goods, and we were concerned for the type in the cases as well. We then transferred everything to the barn. L was busy most of the day with sorting type, doing a bit of printing, and talking with many passers-by about his craft.
We did also sell a few girdle books as well, an eye chart and a set of bookplates. Alas, no demonstrating of bookbinding. I think that would have had to be done by me, but I had judging of the relics and the reliquaries, along with
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Damp though the weather was at first, it did clear up and the rest of the day was most lovely. Minstrels and singers and plays occurred throughout the day; one of my favorite moments of the day was perhaps when I was at the pie and meats stall in the shelter of the towering trees, standing in the lightly misting rain, and a couple of wandering minstrels strolled by playing on their woodwind instruments.
Court went well, I thought. I made the presentation of pilgrim badges to some of the makers of relics and reliquaries and was able to be heard by most everyone in the room (a feat for me, and a compliment to the construction of the room). Their majesties recognized many worthy gentles in their court that day, as well as making welcome those whose first event this was. I saw
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And of course I saw many, many other folk there as well, many of whom are on my LJ f-list :)
The feast was amazing, one of the best I've ever attended. The company was also excellent, and the entertainment like little else I've seen -- and all of it wondrous indeed! I loved the birds, and the Miller's Tale was told in both a fresh and refreshing way. The evening's music was of course as lovely as that during the day.
My part in the weekend's festivities was fairly small, but I had ample opportunity to see nearly everyone at their chosen tasks, and I have great admiration for them all. Everyone did whatever they needed to do with grace, courtesy, and great efficacy. In particular I interacted with
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Saturday night was indeed quite cold -- the storm clouds had been blown away during the day, leaving a clear and starry night. The cabins are not insulated by any means, but we were off the ground and in our wonderful sleeping bags (good to -20F !). I didn't feel the need to fully enclose myself in it however (it's a mummy-style bag, with footed end) -- just zipped most of the way up the side was plenty. I did wake up at one point because my legs were bothering me. L woke up too, of course, and asked if I wanted company on a walk to the tavern (and the facilities). Since we were up, I thought it might be a good idea, so off we went. And there, at a quarter of three in the morning, were people chatting away, mostly by the fireplace! We chatted briefly with a few folks, and then back to bed.
Sunday we were up early once again, and packed up the printing press and the rest of our goods and belongings. Got in a lovely chat with
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This left us time to see if anyone else needed help with packing up. L and I did various things here and there. No more than anyone else, and certainly less than the primary dog crew, but many hands do indeed make light work.... which was about all I could do, having used up most of what good my rt. shoulder had in it, Saturday. Fortunately for those who wanted to help, there were many tasks of varying strength/dexterity requirements, so plenty to share around :)
A lovely weekend, all around!