Would you eat this - the Christmas eve-eve traditional Cornish stargazy pie? There are many recipes, usually involving potato, and sometimes sand eels, mackerel, herring or dogfish, but to be a true stargazy pie the intact pilchard heads must be placed looking up at the sky,
before going in the oven.
The dish is most associated with the village of Mousehole and its annual celebration on 23rd December, known locally as Tom Bawcock’s eve.
Storms are a fact of life for those on Cornwall’s coast but one year in the 16th century the tempest was longer and more brutal than anything before. None of the fishing boats could leave the harbour and the people were starving.
A courageous local man Tom Bawcock braved the storm, bringing back seven types of fish which were baked in an enormous pie to feed the entire town.
Today the memorial of that night sees the villagers parading a huge pie with a procession of lanterns along the harbour. Cornwall has a rich mythic tradition around slightly odd pies, several of which claim to be the reason that the Devil never came to the county.
Folklorist Robert Hunt explains that when the Devil discovered the Cornish would put anything in a pie he decided to leave before they took a fancy to demon-and-kidney, retreating to the sanctuary of Devon.
The story of heroism was popularised by Antonia Barber’s children's book The Mousehole Cat, illustrated by Nicola Bayley, which featured Tom and his cat Mowzer saving Christmas. Mowzer’s favourite dinner was, naturally, stargazy pie.
It’s easy to get caught up in the bonfire of consumerism at Christmas, but long after the rush of a new bauble subsides what people retain are the warmth of good company and eating together in peace and security. A reminder to each of us to retain our heads.
A few years ago All Saints Church in Hereford got funding for the erection of a cafe on a new mezzanine level. A new seating gallery had excellent lighting, all the better to illuminate detail of the magnificent intricate carvings cloaked in shadow since the 14th century! …Ah.
The man in the carving has appropriately been nicknamed Seamus O’Toole, and it is thought that his spirited salutation was created by a disgruntled medieval artisan.
Stone gargoyles and decorative misericords have all sorts of symbolic meanings but there is some anecdotal evidence that the more ribald version was a final flourish of carpenters and masons scammed of their pay.
Trail trees are trees that have been shaped by human intention rather than environment or disease, and they have been used for centuries to mark the way through the woods across the Americas.
A network of pre-Columbian roads and trails denoted by these trees, most often oak and maple, have been well documented across First Nation territories. Their uses varied between nation and specificity of the region but may have included pointing out a fresh water source
off a main route, minerals or other resources that may have been important to Native Americans for medicinal and ceremonial purposes, or designated areas of significant importance such as council circles and gathering points.
The mesmerising driftwood sculptures of Japanese artist Nagato Iwasaki.
All of the figures are part of an interconnected work that Iwasaki calls simply ‘Torso’ and each have undergone a painstaking process of construction over the past 25 years.
“Gathering bits of wood from here and there, like an insect building a nest, I create sculptures” says the artist in one of his few interviews. Driftwood of just the right shape and size to mimic a human collarbone or the curve of a pelvis
I've never quite been the same since I learned about trovants. These are rocks, actual rocks, that not only 'grow' but MULTIPLY.
The most famous example can be found in the tiny village of Costeşti in Valcea County, Romania. Known locally as the 'living stones' they have been the backdrop to folktales for millennia.
Indeed they have been there much longer than people, coming into existence due to a series of earthquakes some 6 million years ago.
During Ireland’s ferocious winter storms of 2015 a 215-year-old beech tree was uprooted by the powerful winds that ripped through the town of Collooney, County Sligo. Had it not we would have never known of the tragedy upon which the tree had grown.
Enmeshed in the tangled roots of a tree was a medieval skeleton. The upper part of the body was entangled in the roots, severed from the legs which remained in the ground.
Radiocarbon analysis determined the bones to be those of a young man between the ages of 17 and 20, who died sometime between A.D. 1030 and 1200. It was a violent death; several deep gouges were observed on his ribs and defensive wounds on his hands.
Baba Yaga is a supernatural being who appears as a ferocious-looking old crone and is found across Slavic folklore traditions. Particularly in Russian lore Baba Yaga flies around in a mortar, wields a pestle and dwells deep in the forest in a shack that stands on chicken legs
Despite equivalence in the witches of European folklore Baba Yaga may help those who seek her help, often playing a maternal role and nurturing close relationships with forest birds and animals. The endurance of the Baba Yaga myth is perhaps down to the figure’s ambiguity.
Depictions vary greatly, ranging from a child-eating monster, to helping a lovelorn protagonist find his missing bride. Folklorist Andreas Johns identifies Baba Yaga as a representation of ‘Cloud, Moon, Death, Winter, Snake, Bird, Pelican or Earth Goddess,