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20-year Coronation, Friday 21 June
Jun. 21st, 2013 06:27 pmAnother very full day.
It occurred to me, on my way home, that in future I will schedule myself less so I can help and participate more.
By being booked with something every day, I didn't feel like I had a lot of time to hang out the way you'd think you would, over a four day event. Somehow I was always headed somewhere, so the opportunities to visit weren't as numerous as I'd hoped.
Nevertheless today was the day I had a class on calligraphy and I think it went ok. I have no idea how other peoples' classes went, and my hopes of getting to a few of them melted like my energy in the heat. I hope they went well!
Today was the day of great court, which their Majesties organised largely themselves, and sorted with their herald Efreydis, though I asked to run the Pelican ceremony. The court went very smoothly with their Majesties of East and An Tir processing in after Sven and Siobhan, being welcomed, and then the royal heads of Drachenwald being welcomed and giving their fealties each in turn.
Their majesties had asked for everyone to do something special, so Nordmark swore in Swedish(? I think?) Insulae draconis swore in Icelandic with Isabel speaking, Knight's crossing swore in 'Mafia' (their herald appeared to have come out of The Sopranos), Arnimetsa in Finnish. Styringheim had no herald but processed themselves in, and Gotvik promised to support the crown in 'anything fishy and anything silly'.
This was a long court - gifts, presentations, thank yous from TRM of East and An Tir, awards, short pieces of business for each region. Their excellencies of Styringheim had no business, which generated a huge cheer, and so Gotvik decided they had no business at that time either. :-) I was amazed at how patient everyone was, because it was in the full sun, and I watched the shade travel across the faces of the seated royals. I'm convinced that people will be patient for good court so long as they feel there's progress, that someone knows what's happening and there's a sense of purpose.
The ceremony for Ursula went well, and she was very well received by the circle and the populace.
Our P meeting followed immediately after court, so some people were noshing through the meeting and then went for seconds right afterward, and I got a chance to chat with Bertrik and Pietri for awhile. It meant some folks missed seeing the play, but we could hear the singing right up through the windows.
Afterward I shed a layer of wool and change headdresses (what else does one wear to a summer event in the middle of Germany but four layers of linen and a layer of wool plus a wimple and veil?) to go 'wench' in the tavern. It's the bordello night, and Baron Gottfried is raising funds for the kingdom by inviting people to 'go write recommendations' with assorted ladies of the kingdom, each emerging from the nook sweating and exhausted. It was hilarious, and I'm not certain who was having more fun, the donors or the ladies of negotiable virtue. I told Agilmar he'd succeeded in creating a medieval atmosphere like no other. :-) I haven't laughed that hard in ages.
On site there were some visiting journeymen: young craftsmen in a traditional journeyman apprenticeship, where they travel around the country for 3 years, working with whoever will hire them working in the building trades, and living on their earnings. They're not allowed to go home, carry a phone, or accumulate money during the period - it's strictly about gaining experience. They wear a traditional outfit of dark trousers, white shirt, grey vest (waistcoat) with a very 19th c cut swooping low in front, and a black brimmed hat. (The photo from the article shows them in black bellbottoms, but the guys I saw were in grey - didn't notice if they were flared.)
They were apparently working at the castle that week, and seemed pleased to find that a tavern selling beer for 1 Euro a bottle had opened for the weekend, though they were a bit alarmed to hear that it had its own brothel. :-) At least, til Gottfried got a chance to explain...
It occurred to me, on my way home, that in future I will schedule myself less so I can help and participate more.
By being booked with something every day, I didn't feel like I had a lot of time to hang out the way you'd think you would, over a four day event. Somehow I was always headed somewhere, so the opportunities to visit weren't as numerous as I'd hoped.
Nevertheless today was the day I had a class on calligraphy and I think it went ok. I have no idea how other peoples' classes went, and my hopes of getting to a few of them melted like my energy in the heat. I hope they went well!
Today was the day of great court, which their Majesties organised largely themselves, and sorted with their herald Efreydis, though I asked to run the Pelican ceremony. The court went very smoothly with their Majesties of East and An Tir processing in after Sven and Siobhan, being welcomed, and then the royal heads of Drachenwald being welcomed and giving their fealties each in turn.
Their majesties had asked for everyone to do something special, so Nordmark swore in Swedish(? I think?) Insulae draconis swore in Icelandic with Isabel speaking, Knight's crossing swore in 'Mafia' (their herald appeared to have come out of The Sopranos), Arnimetsa in Finnish. Styringheim had no herald but processed themselves in, and Gotvik promised to support the crown in 'anything fishy and anything silly'.
This was a long court - gifts, presentations, thank yous from TRM of East and An Tir, awards, short pieces of business for each region. Their excellencies of Styringheim had no business, which generated a huge cheer, and so Gotvik decided they had no business at that time either. :-) I was amazed at how patient everyone was, because it was in the full sun, and I watched the shade travel across the faces of the seated royals. I'm convinced that people will be patient for good court so long as they feel there's progress, that someone knows what's happening and there's a sense of purpose.
The ceremony for Ursula went well, and she was very well received by the circle and the populace.
Our P meeting followed immediately after court, so some people were noshing through the meeting and then went for seconds right afterward, and I got a chance to chat with Bertrik and Pietri for awhile. It meant some folks missed seeing the play, but we could hear the singing right up through the windows.
Afterward I shed a layer of wool and change headdresses (what else does one wear to a summer event in the middle of Germany but four layers of linen and a layer of wool plus a wimple and veil?) to go 'wench' in the tavern. It's the bordello night, and Baron Gottfried is raising funds for the kingdom by inviting people to 'go write recommendations' with assorted ladies of the kingdom, each emerging from the nook sweating and exhausted. It was hilarious, and I'm not certain who was having more fun, the donors or the ladies of negotiable virtue. I told Agilmar he'd succeeded in creating a medieval atmosphere like no other. :-) I haven't laughed that hard in ages.
On site there were some visiting journeymen: young craftsmen in a traditional journeyman apprenticeship, where they travel around the country for 3 years, working with whoever will hire them working in the building trades, and living on their earnings. They're not allowed to go home, carry a phone, or accumulate money during the period - it's strictly about gaining experience. They wear a traditional outfit of dark trousers, white shirt, grey vest (waistcoat) with a very 19th c cut swooping low in front, and a black brimmed hat. (The photo from the article shows them in black bellbottoms, but the guys I saw were in grey - didn't notice if they were flared.)
They were apparently working at the castle that week, and seemed pleased to find that a tavern selling beer for 1 Euro a bottle had opened for the weekend, though they were a bit alarmed to hear that it had its own brothel. :-) At least, til Gottfried got a chance to explain...
