Showing posts with label #mythology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #mythology. Show all posts

Monday, 1 May 2017

tadger alert

As Tickleford Gully's annual Tadger Fayre gets into full swing let's take a moment to find out about the Tadger, the mythical figure whose behaviour is somewhere between that of a mischievous elf and Satan's older, meaner brother depending who you talk to.

The Legend of the Tickleford Tadger is older than the hills with the first reference being a well known cave painting at Lashskow Hill, one of the oldest pieces of art in Britain.


Cave painting of the Tadger, photo by Mick Reid

 Legends of the Trickster abound in all cultures.  He goes by many different names, Loki, Eris, Weasley, Livingrock Olatunde; he may be a fox, like Reynard, a raven or coyote, a bunnyman, Brer Rabbit or Bugs Bunny, Batman's Joker, Lear's Fool or Charlie Chaplin's Tramp.  His wrongs tend to be malicious rather than evil, often shining a light on the foibles of the powerful, the supposedly wise, the elite.  

There are many tales about the Tadger but as with other legendary figures like King Arthur, the Rose Queen and Robin Hood it is not clear which are true and which have been appropriated from other sources.  


There is a tradition amongst the locals that as you cross Tadger's Bridge you should take a moment to "salute the Tadger".   Those who fail to show respect to the Tadger, by failing to salute, usually suffer some misfortune, maybe not today, not tomorrow, but some day.

Another representation of Tadger appears on the river bank itself where Romano-Britons created his effigy by removing clay from the bank.  Each year the image is repaired, restored and renovated by the locals during the Tadger Fair, held annually on Mayday.

aerial photo of River Tickell from Time Team tv programme

it is widely believed that the Satan represented on the Louvin Brothers' 1959 album Satan is Real is based on the Tickleford Tadger


The Crickleford Woodcut pictured above has been dated between 1400 and 1475 (note the absence of cross hatching) although the bonnets suggest it may be later.  The Tadger can be seen disrupting the harvest, encouraging two of the farmhands to forget their duties.  


If you look closely Tadger can be seen in both these photographs, taken 20 years apart, one at St Titus Church, the other in the back garden of Spiro Constantine, retired European porn star, and his lovely family.  Shortly after the Constantine photo was taken the oak tree next door fell crushing the shed and destroying Spiro's much admired video collection.  This was variously attributed to a storm, the lorry which reversed into the tree, or damage to the roots caused by boll weevils but Spiro knew it was because he forgot to Salute when crossing Tadger's Bridge.


Two of Tickleford's pubs are named after the Tadger: the prosaic Tadger's Inn and the Lamb and Tadger.  Many of the myths surrounding Tadger relate to farming life, reflecting the pastoral nature of the village.  The lamb in question is said to have come to a sticky end after giving Tadger some lip about representing renewal, gentleness, tenderness and innocence.  Little Larry ended up as Herb crusted lamb chump, liquirice comfit lamb neck served with caramelised fennel, capers and "spice of angels".  


Although the youngsters of the village, with their hippity-hop, ram raiding and old spice cigarettes might not think much of the local legends some of the more senior residents still hold to the old superstitions and chalk a corn poppy beside their front doors to ward off the Tadger.


Every year since Time Out of Mind there has been a Tadger Fayre.  The programme of events has varied over the centuries.  At one time lambs were thrown into a pit of fire to appease the Tadger but that tradition has evolved into the Lambaqueue, with a lamb spit roasted to remind villagers of the importance of respecting Tadger.  There is maypole dancing with all its phallic symbolism, facepainting - another evolution, from masks and masquerades to washable face paint - the Rose Queen and her King, symbolising The Right Way of Doing Things and the ducking stool, a reminder for those who forget The Right Way.


In Ingoldsby's Tickledford Legend, published in 1842, the tale is recounted of Mary-Anne's capture by the Tadger.  The innocent Mary-Anne, nowt but a young girl, was bound by "wire as fine as mandolin string glittering in the sun, strong as an oxer whose fun is done " and kept in Tadger's Castle until her rescue by Bloody Jack, or Broody Jack, sometimes Blobby Jack, sometimes Bloudie Jack, occasionally Onyer Jack.

The wire is as thin as a thread, Bloody Jack
The wire is as thin as a thread
Though slight is the chain
Again might and main
Cannot rend it in twain
Ingoldsby

Bloudie Jack, Thomas Ingoldsby


Each year the story is reenacted at the Tadger Fayre,right down to the part where Mary-Anne, aided by Jack, escapes down the tower by tying one end of the unbreakable wire to the window frame and then climbing out the window, round and round the tower, shedding the wire as she went.  Poor Jack was cut to pieces, hence his nickname Bloody Jack.





there's the world as it is 
and the world as we want it to be

All credit for photos to Mick Reid
unless otherwise indicated
and 1954 posters, from the author's private collection

Tuesday, 14 January 2014

the life and unfortunate death of Ragnar Lodbrok

Hamble River, close to where the ship belonging to the sons of Ragnar was captured by King Alfred
 
Ragnar Lodbrok, or Lodbroc, or Lothbrock, was a Viking, a prince, a warrior, a huntsman, a legend. He left his mark across Europe, his adventures taking him from Denmark to Ireland, to Britain, to France, across the continent to Russia. This tale tells of the events leading from ninth century Denmark to... Manor Farm Country Park, Bursledon, Hampshire.

1 The Family Tree
In the beginning, there was Adam, and Adam did beget Seth, Seth begat Enos, Enos begat Cainan, Cainan begat Mahalaleel, Mahalaleel begat Jared, Jared begat Enoch and Enoch did beget Methusalah, father of Lamech, Lamech the father of Noah.
 
And Noah did beget Scaef, Scaef begat Bedwig, Bedwig begat Hwala and Hwala did beget Hathra. Hathra was father to Itermon, Itermon was father to Heremod, Heremod begat Sceldwa and Sceldwa was father to Beaw.
 
And Beaw did beget Teatwa, the father of Geat. Geat begat Godwulf, Godwulf was father to Finn, Finn fathered Frithwulf, Frithwulf begat Freotholaf who was the father of Woden. Woden, King of Sweden, had a son Gauti, his son Hring was King of East Gotaland and married to the beautiful Sylgja (daughter of Earl Seafarer, sister of Dayfarer and Nightfarer).
 
Amongst the many sons of Hring and Sylgja was Herrauld. His daughter Thora was the first wife of Ragnar Lodbroc, the son of Sigurd Ring.

2 Ragnar Lodbroc - the early days

From the first his fate was to be the stuff of romance, tragedy, magic and bravery. His father was Sigurd Ring and his mother Alfild. Following the death of Alfild, when Ragnar was just a boy, Sigurd sought a new wife - the beautiful Alfsol, a princess of Jutland. Her family were against the union and so a great battle was fought at which Sigurd was victorious. However, Alfsol’s father would rather lose his daughter to Valhalla than to Sigurd Ring and gave to her a cup of poison. Sigurd declared that he could not live without Alfsol and arranged for her lifeless body to be placed on a funeral pyre on board his finest ship, “then when the fire had been kindled and the ship cut adrift from its moorings Sigurd sprang aboard and, stabbing himself, was consumed by the side of the fair maiden he loved”.

So, at the tender age of fifteen, Ragnar became King of Denmark.

3 How Ragnar became Lodbroc

Ragnar was a serial husband and father to a large number of children. His first wife was Logerda whom he left for Thora
 
... According to legend, a small snake was found in a vulture’s egg which King Herraud had fetched from Permia. It was golden in colour, and King Herraud gave it to his daughter, Thora Town-Hart, as a teething gift. She put a piece of gold under the snake and after that it grew and grew until it circled her bower. The snake was so savage no one dared come near it except the King and the man who fed it.  (Maybe, stop feeding it?) The snake ate an old ox at every meal, and everyone thought it a thoroughly nasty creature. King Herraud made a solemn vow that he would only allow Thora to marry the man brave enough to go into the bower to destroy the snake, but no one had enough courage for this until Ragnar appeared on the scene.

When Ragnar heard the tale of Thora and the snake (whose powerful jaws were said to emit fire, venom and noxious vapours) he vowed to rescue the maiden. He clothed himself in a garment of leather and wool, smeared with pitch, and the slaying was no sooner said than done.

“Nor long before
in arms I reached the Gothic shore,
To work the loathly serpent’s death.
I slew the reptile of the heath.”
(Death Song of Ragnar Lodbroc)

From then on Ragnar was known as Ragnar Lodbroc, meaning Leather-Hose, or Hairy-breeches.

My prize was Thora; from that fight
‘Mongst warriors am I Lodbroc hight
I pierced the monster’s scaly side
With steel, the soldiers wealth and pride
(Death song of Ragnar Lodbroc )

Ragnar and Thora were blessed with two sons, as brave as they were handsome, named Agnar and Erik. Sadly their happiness was shortlived - Thora soon fell ill and died.

Years later, when Ragnar was under attack by the Swedish king Eystein, Agnar and Erik persuaded their father to let them fight, which they did bravely, but, unfortunately, due to Eystein’s use of an enchanted cow, both were slain.

Ragnar married again, Krake, the daughter of a king who wowed him with her womanly whiles. She also had a neat line in bird impressions. They had a number of sons who were as brave as they were stupid, as skilled as they were Danish and very probably the roll models for the Ferengi. When these sons went into battle they flew a a giant pennant depicting a crow.

4 Ragnar Lodbroc - retired

Last from among the Heroes one came near,
No god but of the hero troop the chief -
Ragnar, who swept the Northern Sea with fleets,
And ruled over Denmark and the heathy isles
(Mathew Arnold)

Having lived a full and busy life as a Viking warrior - no room here to speak of Ragnar’s sallies into Europe, the taking of Paris, etc - Ragnar decided to live out his remaining years in a form of retirement. He had always been a keen huntsman and one foul day was teaching his falcon, Finist, to fish. A storm blew up and his small boat lost first its sail, closely followed by the wooden mast, then the rudder was torn away and finally t’oars splintered into matchwood. For three days Ragnar, Finist and their boat were thrown mercilessly by the waves, blown helplessly across the North Sea before beaching on the Norfolk coastline. Thought to be a spy or part of a Viking raiding party he was taken to King Edmund. Edmund recognising a warrior of royal birth (and “being struck by the manliness of his form”) gave him a position as the Royal Falconer.

5 Death of Ragnar

The existing Royal Falconer, a man named Berne, was put out and tricked Ragnar into accompanying him on a hunting trip. To cut a long story short, Berne forced Ragnar into a snakepit where he received a fatal snakebite. Berne buried the body and returned to the king, telling him that Ragnar was lost.

The Disir call me back home, those whom Odin
has sent for me from the Hall of the Lord of Hosts.
Gladly will I sup ale in the high seat with the Gods.
The days of my life are finished. I laugh as I die.
(Death Song of Ragnar Lodbroc)

There is another Scandinavian legend concerning Ragnar’s death in a snake pit - at the hands of a Saxon king named Aella. However, the historian FM Stenton points out:
“The contemporary account of ... events in the Anglo Saxon Chronicle shows that (Aella) had barely come into power before the Danes were on him and, if disproof were necessary, would disprove the famous Scandinavian legend that as King in York he had killed Ragnar Lothbrok, the father of Ivar and Halfdan, by throwing him into a pit infested with snakes.”

That evening Finist the falcon flew into the King’s chamber - and flew off again. The following evening it happened again, although this time the falcon landed alongside the King before flying off. The third time this happened the King decided to follow Finist, so follow he did, ending up deep in the forest where in a shallow grave he found the slain Ragnar.

Putting two and two together Edmund realised Berne was responsible and ordered his execution. It was the tradition amongst the norsemen at this time that a condemned man could choose the manner of his death. Berne asked that he put in a small boat without food or water and left to the mercies of God and the seas. Edmund agreed and with one good push the slayer of Ragnar was gone.

6 Betrayal

He drifted for some time and then a storm arose which pitched and tossed his boat like a child’s plaything but Berne held fast and eventually ended up in Denmark where he was brought before the sons of Ragnar.

Sons of Ragnar
Sons of Ragnar and Thora:                   
        Agnar,            
        Erik
 
Sons of Ragnar and Krake (Aslaug)       
        Ivar, (aka Hinguar, Ingware the Boneless, Hungari) eldest son of Ragnar and Krake, known as ”the boneless” and is described as being crippled at birth. Legend tells how he would be carried into battle on a shield, from which vantage point he would shoot arrow after arrow, with fatal accuracy of aim.
        Bjorn, (aka Ubba, Hubba, Habbae)
        Halfdane, (aka Halfdan of the wide embrace)
        Hvitserk                   
        Rogenwald             
     Sigurd the Snake Eyed
 
Three daughters      Erika, Afasig, Aolsig

Berne lied to the sons of Ragnar as he had lied to his King before. He told them that Edmund had put their father to death and that he - brave Berne - had escaped to tell them of Edmund’s foul deed! They were taken in by Berne’s lies and they vowed to avenge their father’s death. So they put together a fleet and set sail for England. There is not room to tell of all their adventures, the ritual murder of King Edmund, the burning down of London Bridge, the taking of London with a cow-hide. Suffice to say the sons of Ragnar left their mark on history as indelibly as the eagle they carved on Edmund’s back.They worked their way down thecoastline and by 897 were off the coast of Hampshire. Here the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle can be called upon to give an eye witness account of what happened next.

7 The Anglo Saxon Chronicle - 897 and all that ...

   1       In 897 - The same year the Danes in East Anglia and Northumbria greatly harassed Wessex along the south coast with predatory bands, most of all with the warships they had built many years before.

  2      Then king Alfred ordered warships to be built to meet the Danish ships: they were almost twice as long as the enemy, some had sixty oars, some more: they were swifter, steadier, and with more freeboard than the Danes’; they were built neither after the Frisian design nor after the Danish, but as it seemed to him that they might be most serviceable.

3 Then on one occasion the same year came six ships to the Isle of Wight, and did much harm there, both in Devon and almost everywhere along the coast. Then the king ordered nine of his new ships to be put out, and they blockaded the entrance from the open sea against their escape.

4 Then the Danes sailed out with three ships against them, and three of them were beached on dry land at the upper end of the harbour, and the crews had gone off inland.

5 Then the English seized two of the three ships at the entrance to the estuary, and slew the men, but the other escaped; in her all but five were slain; and they escaped because the ships of the English were aground, very awkwardly aground.

7 Local tradition has it that ...

 1 the ‘entrance from the open sea’ that was blockaded were the entrances to the Solent,

2 the ships ‘beached on dry land’ were beached on Hamble Spit

3 the one that got away at ‘the entrance to the estuary’ sailed up the Hamble River where it was caught and set alight opposite what is now the Manor Farm Country Park and

4 rather than ‘all but five’ being slain the only survivors were a boy and a cat, who swam ashore landing at what is now called Catland Copse (there was even a dreadful poem written about this by eminent Victorian Charlotte Yonge)

5 Krake, waiting at home for her sons to return, changed her daughters into magpies and sent them to find her three sons - and not to return unless they had good news. But the news was not good so they stayed - even now the magpies remain in the woods near where their brothers were slain - in fact, these magpies have given their name to Pilands Wood, Pylands Copse and Pylands Lane.

Proof - if proof were needed! - of the accuracy of this interpretation includes not only the crystal clear narrative of the Anglo Saxon Chronicle detailed above but also . . .

. . . in 1888, when the foundations for the new vestry at St Leonards church, Bursledon were dug, what was obviously a common grave was discovered, containing the skeletons of large men who had apparently died in battle. Mr CF Fox (of the Hampshire Field Society) after many conversations with Barney Sutton, who helped dig the foundations and remembered the skeletons vividly, was convinced they were Vikings defeated by Alfred in 897, and not victims of the plague. (Susannah Ritchie, The Hamble River, 1984)

. . . and, of course, the wreck of the Viking Ship. The wreck - 125 feet long, 48 feet across the beam - lies opposite Catland Copse, and was known for many years as the wreck of a Viking ship. Indeed, Southampton’s Maritime Museum has possession of an inkwell stand, carved into the shape of a Danish longboat, with a plaque reading “Carved from the timbers of the Viking Ship on the Bursledon River”. (The wreck turned out to be something else altogether - the wreck of the Grace Dieu - but that is another story)