Monday, April 25, 2011

Weeting Castle

Weeting Castle is in South Norfolk and it is actually not a castle but more of a Manor house. And it is one of the places that Dawn and her husband Darryl (or Daz which is his nickname) will be taking Dan and I. I am really looking forward to visiting Weeting Castle not only for the historical aspect but also for the paranormal. It is said to be quite haunted. I only wish that I could pack Carrie and Dom in my suitcase and take them along with me!! As I am sure they would love to investigate it just as much as I will. But maybe I will get lucky and get some good evidence to bring back for them!

So lets get down to some history on Weeting Castle-


In the 1130's Hugh De Plais, a tenant of William De Warenne, Earl of Surrey, started the construction of his family home. It was a good time to be building in Norfolk. Warenne's own state-of-the-art construction at Castle Acre was well underway in these years, as was the magnificent Castle Rising, built by the powerful D'Albinis on the North-West coast of the County near Lynn. Over in Suffolk Hugh Bigod was rebuilding his family's castle at Framlingham of stone. Weeting was a less grand affair, but it presents us with a rare surviving example of a 12th century Manor house. Weeting Castle is an example of how the lesser gentry lived as opposed to the great magnates of state, the tenants in chief of the King. By the mid-12th century the Norman elite who had conquered along with King William were well established in England.  They were stamping their authority and growing wealth with series of grand buildings.

Recent excavations have unearthed evidence of a Saxon settlement dating from at least the 10th century. Ditches, burnt daub, post-holes and pottery and a coin have been dated from this era. This should not come as a surprise, the area had been a hive of industry since prehistoric times, with the mysterious Grimes Graves flint mines having been worked since at least 3,000 BC. Norfolk was a well settled county before the Normans came, with Great East Anglian landowners like Archbishop of Canterbury Stigand owning many Manors. The new feudal owners often just demolished what was there already and built on top of it. Weeting is listed in the Domesday Book, spelt Wetynge meaning "wet fields".

What was the house like?  Made of mortared flint rubble with stone dressings, it was originally designed as a free-standing, two story building with a lesser hall and chamber above. Its design was copied essentially  from Warennes Castle Acre. Later in the 1100's the halls were combined to create a more impressive aisled hall open to a timbered roof.  The hall was the most important room, hosting guests and the scene for important events. Each side of the hall supported benches with a dais and tables at the far end. Next to the hall was a service area, complete with pantry and buttery. On the other side of the open courtyard a free standing kitchen was later built for preparing animal and other food items. This no doubt smelly and messy part of the house was hidden from view by a wall, so genteel visitors crossing the moat to come into the hall wouldn't have to see it.

Historians think the moat, added in the 13th century was less a defensive device than it was an ornamental status symbol. The De Plais family were living the good life in this part of Norfolk and they wanted friends and neighbors to think well of them by displaying their wealth. The moat, which survives today but is now dry, is about 6ft deep and up to 30 ft wide. The family had their own private chamber beyond the hall. Divided into three story's, with a central fireplace it had its own latrine block which was the last word in the luxury hygiene of its day, three cubicles drained into the room at ground level. They were cleaned through a small door near the moat.

During the late 14th century the house came into the possession of the Howard family. This ambitious clan eventually captured the title of Dukes of Norfolk, coming to national prominence during the rule of Henry VIII. With great many properties making up their portfolio. Weeting had low priority and was abandoned by about 1390. In time it was incorporated into the grounds of the now demolished Weeting Hall, and became an ornamental, romantic ruin for the owners to show off. A domed ice house was built during the later 18th century. These buildings were used to store ice throughout the year.

Well my friends there you have it, that is the history on Weeting Castle. I hope you enjoyed it and found it to be as interesting as I have.

Until next time......

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Apes and Ashes oh my........

Well I am sure that title has you scratching your head a bit.  So let me explain.  If you have been following my blog from the beginning you know that one of the main reasons for Dan and I taking this trip is to pay tribute to my parents and to make their wish of going to Ireland come true (even if it is not in their physical body).  Originally I was just going to sneak some of their ashes in my makeup bag, but I had a friend/co-worker bring up a good point to which I hadn't really thought about. And that is what are they gonna say when they x-ray my luggage and see bits of bone? So I decided if I am gonna do this Mom and Dad would want me to do this the proper way. So I went thru the proper channels and got the paperwork needed to transport their ashes with us to Ireland.  So Mom and Dad now have all their legal documents and are ready for travel!  I know that they will be with us on our journey as we leave a little of them in each of the beautiful places we visit in their honor.  I will be sure to add pictures of each of the places as we go to share with you all.

And now to explain the Apes..........

Dawn had asked if there was anything in particular that Dan and/or I wanted to do while we are in Norwich.  For me its all about seeing the ancient ruins, haunted locations, and just the history of where they live. But Dan........yeah well leave it to my husband to have to go and find the one thing that would be the last thing I would choose to do!!!!  Now if you know me you know that I am claustrophobic and afraid of heights. So, with that said.....yep you guessed it! My adoring husband has to go and pick the one activity that involves Heights!!!!  It is a park called "Go Ape" and it is full of zip lines thru the trees, rope ladders, and swings etc.

After I went to the website and watch just the short opening video my heart was racing, my hands were shaking and I looked and him and simply said " Are you F*&king Crazy?!?!?! I am NOT doing that!!!!!! You must me out of your ever loving mind if you think your getting me to do that!!! "   But of course I love my husband and this is something he really wants to do, that and I cant resist that look that he gives me when he really wants something.  So, I am going to TRY and do this. I told him I am not making any promises I may chicken out. Dawn and her husband Daryl will be going with us but they will be going as spectator as Dawn is like me and scared of heights. So they will be on the ground taking pictures and video. So I am sure there will  be pictures and maybe video to post of me screaming! But, I have a back up plan........if I chicken out (which is very likely!) Daryl can take my place!!! LOL Since he is crazy like my husband I figure the two boys can go have some play time!  They would be like a couple of 6 year old!   But I am going to do my best to suck it up and do this because I know Dan really wants me to do it with him and he is always such a trooper doing things I want to do, So it time for me to return the favor, despite my fear.  Isn't that what love is about? Doing things you wouldn't normally do, or things that frighten you? But having faith in the person you love know they would never let anything hurt you.  I have 134 days to work up the courage!!!!   If you want to check out the Go Ape website to see what its all about go to http://www.goape.co.uk/

Well my friends until next time.....Blessed Be.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Irish Blessings and sayings

So today I thought I would go off my usual protocol of giving you information on places we will be seeing or want to see. I thought today I would just share with you some good ole fashion Irish blessings, proverbs and sayings. The Irish definitely have a way with words! I hope you enjoy these!


May the Irish hills caress you.
May her lakes and rivers bless you.
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you


(This one has always been my favorite)

Now sweetly lies old Ireland
Emerald green beyond the foam,
Awakening sweet memories,
Calling the heart back home


May your heart be warm and happy
With the lilt of Irish laughter
Every day in every way
And forever and ever after.


Ireland is where strange tales begin
and happy endings are possible.


The Legend of Ireland's Magic Harp
 
In the misty hills of Ireland
A long, long time ago,
There lived a lovely Irish lass
Who loved her father so.
One day he went to fetch some wood,
But he did not soon return,
And so his loving daughter's heart
Was filled with great concern.
She searched for him throughout the day,
And when a fog came in
She wept, for she was fearful
They would never meet again.
Then suddenly, a little band
Of leprechauns came by.
They all were very saddened.
To hear the lovely maiden cry.
They asked if they might have a lock
Of her long and golden hair,
Then tied the silken strands across
A crooked limb with care.
'Twas a magic harp they'd made,
And when the maiden touched each strand,
The music led her father home
Across the misty land.
And to this day the harp remains
A cherished symbol of
The blessings of the hearth and home
The Irish dearly love.



Bless you and yours
As well as the cottage you live in.
May the roof overhead be well thatched


May those who love us love us.
And those that don't love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn't turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we'll know them by their limping.
And those inside be well matched
.
Always remember to forget
The friends that proved untrue.
But never forget to remember
Those that have stuck by you
.

I hope that you have enjoyed some of these great little diddies as My father would say. Until the next time!

C'ead Mile Failte (Gaelic for "A hundred thousand welcomes")

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