406 years ago, a man named Guy Fawkes was fortunately (or unfortunately depending on your point a view) found beneath the houses of parliament, guiding gun powder which was going to be used to blow up the king and parliament. Guy fawkes and his co-conspirators were rather violently protesting against the treatment of roman catholics in England. Since Henry the eighths split from rome, religion had been a rather turbulant issue in England; catholics had hoped that when James the 1st took the throne he would repeal some of the previosuly made laws such as fines against those who didn’t attend a protestant church on sundays and holy days. This didn’t happen so the gunpowder plot was born.The plan was to blow up parliament on the day of its reopenning, which would mean that most MPs and the King would definitely be there. If this took place then they could reinstate a catholic monarchy. Unfortunately, some of the conspirators warned family members who would be in parliament that day and word got to King James, who ordered the basement to be searched. Guy Fawkes was found and broke his silence under torture several days later revealling his true identity and those of his conspirators. He jumped to his death before being hanged the following january, so he could avoid being hung, drawn and quartered (which was a particularly nasty fate).
Since then us Brits have been celerbating the failiure of this dastardly plot (quite ironically in my case, as I am from a Catholic family!) There are several rhymes that we know have been around in different variations since around the 1700s. Including this delightful ditty:
Remember, remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, 'twas his intent
To blow up the King and the Parliament
Three score barrels of powder below
Poor old England to overthrow
By God's providence he was catched
With a dark lantern and burning match
Holloa boys, holloa boys God save the King!
Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!
A penny loaf to feed ol' Pope
A farthing cheese to choke him
A pint of beer to rinse it down
A faggot of sticks to burn him
Burn him in a tub of tar
Burn him like a blazing star
Burn his body from his head
Then we'll say ol' Pope is dead.
Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!
Nowadays its more of a chance to watch fireworks and warm ourselves by a big blaze rather than rouse anti-Catholic spirit but its certainly a big part of English history and one, thanks to its rather good propaganda programme (who can reists a bonfire and fudge?) I think probably will remain in very much in the public consciousness.
And just because the horrible histroies really shouldn’t be missed:
Does anyone else have an unreasonable hatred of their alarm tone? I do. I had the misfortune of hearing my alarm, courtesy of my phone, while wide awake. Boy did it make me want to kill someone. I’m not sure if that is due to the annoyingly high pitched cadence and whiney undertones that it posses or simply due to the fact it pulls me out, way too early from my much needed sleep. The fact that I set it for that time and I go to sleep at that time is neither here nor there in my eyes.
Perhaps one reason why very little money appears to be spent on creating an attractive alarm tone is because we will always intrinsically hate our alarm whatever happens. I think that this is why I could never have my radio as my alarm; I’d come to hate the song or show that woke me up. That said you can’t really hate the Chris Moyle’s show any more than I already do… (don’t get me started!)
I did once have three alarms, although I’m not quite as bad as this:
I love looking out how people live. Well, I love people watching full stop (or is that just being plain nosy?). Its sad sometimes but often very amazing and ingenious as well. I came accross these aerial photos and the most interesting ones, at least to me, are how people live. Enjoy 🙂
Before I Die & Candy Chang – StumbleUpon.
I found this article on my *ahem* daily (not obsessive, never obsessive ~ honestly!) trawl of the internet. I’ve just found out about StumbleUpon and I’m very close to getting addicted to it. Yet another way to increase my hours on the computer…le sigh…
Anyway, whatever the state of my computer addictedness, I was glad I can accross this article. Its an arty project that was set up by Cindy Chang. She basically took an abandoned building and made a chalk board of the whole wall, with ‘Before I die I want to…’ and all the residents in the area could just come and chalk on what they fancied.
Don’t the boards look fantastic (all images courtesy of the article by the way – DO check it out!)? I just love how human it is. How fantastically, amzingly human it is. (I sound like Doctor Who don’t I?) You have the odd joker – Be tried for piracy – wouldn’t we all just love to have that happen to us? In that we are being tried for piracy and then we are saved by the pirates, one of whom just happens to be a Jack Sparrow look alike who falls in love with you. Yeah, I wish 😉 And then theres the ‘Go to Rome’ – me too, my brother went in October and it looks gorgeous.
And then there are the ones that really should be mottos for life…
- Save my soul – but then how perfect that someone has written above it – soul saved…we CAN do amazing things, we just need to put our minds to it
- Love and Be Loved
- Write a Book (well its not really a motto for life but something I really want to do at some point.)
- Change a life
- Have Fun – With a cute little smiley faced U!
And then, I just wanted to share with you the one right at the bottom –
‘Apologize. Forgive. Be Free.’
It struck me, as I was typing that out – none of the messages are about hate or revenge – they are all about love and life and LIVING ADVENTUROUSLY – which, I think, says something about us all 🙂