Patronymic Family Surnames

A patronymic is a component of a surname based on an earlier male ancestor such as the father or grandfather. Conveying lineage, patronymics names are still in use world wide. Patronyms pre-date the use of family names and can be found in many Celtic, English, Scandinavian, and Slavic surnames.Other cultures formerly using patronyms now pass on the father’s last name to his children, although patronymics are still commonly used as middle names in Russia.

In England, names ending with the suffix ‘son’ were often originally patronymic. The prefix ‘Fitz’ (from French for ‘son’), appears in English aristocracy from the time of the Norman Invasion, and in Anglo-Irish names. The name Fitzroy, meaning ‘son of the king’, was used by the illegitimate children of royalty, acknowledged as such by their fathers.

‘Mac’, meaning ‘son’ was prevalent in Scottish Gaelic, Irish and Manx, occurring as ‘Mag’ in Ireland. In Ulster, the Isle of Man and Galloway, ‘Mac’ was frequently anglicisized, eg ‘Qualtrough’ meant son of Walter and ‘Quayle’ meant son of Paul,(MacPhail). In Ireland, this truncation resulted in surnames such as ‘Guinness’. Colloquial Scottish Gaelic has other patronymics, still in use. An interesting crossover variation in the use of ‘Ó’ for grandson in Irish (anglicised as ‘O’) and ‘Ap’ for ‘son’ in Welsh. Thus ‘Howell’ from West Wales was derived from Uí Mhell of old Irish, which then became O’Well, then ‘Howell’ in their Welsh relatives.Thus ‘Ap Howell’ means ‘the son of the grandson of Mell’!

In Wales, before the 1536 Act of Union, all Welsh people used patronyms and matronym as the sole way of naming people. Welsh, used ‘Map’ which in modern Welsh is ‘Mab’, in contrast to the Celtic Scottish ‘Mac’. Up until the Industrial Revolution, the use of patronyms was still widespread, especially in the west and north of Wales. A revival of patronyms during the 20th century continues today. Because Cornwall was absorbed early on into England, patronyms are less common than toponyms or occupational surnames.

Eames
Meaning literally ‘son of the uncle’ in Old English , Eames meant maternal uncle. The term fell out of use after the Norman Invasion, although in the late 14th century poem ‘Sir Gawain And The Greene Knight’, the young Gawain addresses King Arthur as ‘myn em’. (part 1 line 356)

In the aristocracy or ‘courtly society’ there was a strong bond between uncle and nephew (Nave being a surname from the latter), and the forms ‘Eames’ and in America, ‘Ames’, probably survive from the relationship as a favourite or ward of an uncle. The alternative suggestion ‘son of Emma’ has been rejected, and the surname, ‘Neame’, certainly arises from the incorrect division of the customary form of address.

Mr H P Guppy in his ‘House of Family Names in Great Britain’ (1890), recorded Eames in only two counties, Bedfordshire and Somerset. ‘Numerous entries in the telephone directory show how tenaciously it has survived, spreading into North Hertfordshire’.
Bedfordshire Magazine Vol 17 number129 Summer 1979.

© Ella Jo @Diamond Seeds 2012

A Good Halloween

It was a Good Halloween, but I sort of missed it. Between writing and singing and choosing music,Halloween got a bit forgotten, even though I would have loved to have thrown a party! I hope it will come together next year!

I did find some great props for a spooky picture though in between taking pictures of my things for sale on Reckless Relic, so here it is for prosperity!

Picture for Halloween, the mask and the candle
The mask and the candle, a halloween picture

I have an Edgar Allen Poe book to go with this scene!

Time to gather fruit, walk through the swirly mists and navigate blindly through the fog! – Oh and light the fire of course!

Diamond Seeds Podcast Number 4

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Diamond Seeds Podcast Number Four
Punk and Post Punk edition November 2012

November 2012 is the time and the UK is the place for Diamond Seeds podcast number four. With another ten tracks to warm the cockles of any old punk’s heart, and educate the youth, we picked some bands to show what a broad and satisfying genre punk can be.

We thank all the bands for their contributions and welcome all submissions – so any bands out there send in your mp3s! We only pick the best, but that can be difficult when the standard is so high!

Although Diamond Seeds only accepts well recorded music (usually), most of the bands featured in Diamond Seeds Podcast four are still doing live gigs and I thought it was important to alert the public that you can get out and see these bands play. (And a note to any bands featured : For any gigs that have not been included in the notes, please feel free to put your gig dates in the comments!)

Submissions are taken in MP3 form at diamondseed3@gmail.com

Below : Links to artists featured in Diamond Seeds Podcast 4

Norwich Anarchists Benefit CD from Now Or Never Magazine (Collapse by Riot Clone and Media Control by WORM)
http://www.nowornever.org.uk/the-now-or-never-sound-endeavour.html

Cravats
http://www.facebook.com/TheCravats

http://www.overgroundrecords.co.uk/release/?release=OVER129CD

UK Decay gig London Saturday 16th Feb, 2013 @ The Elektrowerks

http://www.facebook.com/ukdecays

Freedom Faction – http://www.cambridgebands.com/freedomfaction

Sunday Driver – http://www.sundaydriver.co.uk/

Sunday Driver interview:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=ErEVBKHMk8k#!

Gestalt  http://www.facebook.com/pages/Gestalt/125255827545778

The Adenoids  http://theadenoids.co.uk/

New Groove Formation   http://www.newgrooveformation.com/
NGF Gig Date: Saturday, 6th April 2013, Venue: The Black Market, Location: Warsop,
Nottinghamshire
NGF Gig Date: 19th May 2016, Venue: Bearded Theory, Kedleston Hall, Derbyshire,

http://www.beardedtheory.co.uk/

Ceremony:   http://www.ceremonyhc.com/

 

Reckless Relic Goes LIVE!!!!

Well at last time to write my blog! Reckless Relic is now live and all the hard work is there for the world to see. Trips to find recycled packaging meant making friends with the washing machine shop who don’t mind unloading their packaging to us now and again.

Other projects are also taking off – soon my book ‘Journey of A Tarot Reader’ will be available on Amazon – when I can figure out how on earth to up load it – as it will be an e book! Much research has been going on to find out how to make my tarot books available – and it seems now that self publication is just too expensive. Despite my desire to reject the modern world – I have to embrace e books and I suppose its ok, although I would rather see my tarot books written in cursive handwriting on rolls of parchment!!Maybe if I make my fortune I could commission some especially, but in the scheme of things it doesn’t look likely!

Although I have never really been a fan of modernity I must admit that I do like some plastic – glasses frames, airtight boxes and buckets and bins (and where would I be without bubble-wrap?). I think that recycled plastic should be used for house tiles (as long as they are not flammable ). I particularly don’t like plastic toothbrushes as they are almost impossible to recycle (apart from cleaning up push bike parts – and after that what could be done with them?)

I am very glad that I have the opportunity with Reckless Relic to recycle objects from the past that were lovingly made, but wonder what objects we use today will have the same value in the future? I suppose I have always loved things that were made with care, appreciating ‘vintage’ before I even knew the stuff had this name!

More lovely things are waiting to be put up for sale, and I am hoping that I will be able to get through my living room to my sofa soon! – also winter is coming and I really need to get to the fireplace to light the wood burner, so more of my collection is going to have to go!

From a late 19th century natural history book for children

Page 112/3 By Sea-Shore, Wood and Moorland – by Edward Step, fourth edition

‘did you ever see a squirrel’s nest – ‘Squeggies’s jug’ it is called in parts of Surrey…..

 …it is not difficult to tame a squirrel and make a pet of him, but it is a needless cruelty to shut up in a small cage a creature that is in nature accustomed to scamper freely to the topmost boughs of the highest trees, and to take flying leaps from one tree to another. Men may sometimes be seen in the streets with a very docile squirrel sitting upon their hands and offering it for sale. Do not be tempted to purchase any of these, for what looks like tameness is in reality only a want of life and spirit. The poor creatures have been poisoned – not sufficiently to kill them at once, for that would not suit the dealer’s purpose. As a rule they die a few days after they have been purchased.

 I remember many years ago my brother purchased one of these very ‘tame’ squirrels, which seemed to be the perfection of docility. But a few days into natural health enabled it to overcome the effects of the poison, and at night it gnawed through the bars of its roomy hutch, and was loose about the house. I well remember catching it the next day – aye, and I did catch it! Though this happened five and twenty years ago, I still bear the mark upon my thumb where its front teeth met in my flesh. We caught it several times with difficulty, but it regularly made its escape at night. It seemed to be perfectly mad.

 This went on for more than a week, when one evening a strange cat got into the house. In the dead of the night the two creatures met and quarrelled. There was a terrible uproar up and down stairs, and much scattering of fur. In the morning we found both dead; and so ended my first and last experience of ‘tame’ squirrels.

The Ancient Order of Stone Cutters

There is nothing better than hopping along for the ride when a friend offers to take you on a trip! We visited the beautiful South of England, journeying to the Isle of Purbeck in the county of Dorset. We were not disappointed and found much to amuse and educate.

The beach has cliffs behind it that sometimes collapse in wet weather
The scenery around the beach at Lyme Regis is superb

Lyme Regis is famous for its fossils, but many will tell you that although they spend hours on the beach there, they don’t find a thing. However, the beach experience and the busy street down through the town is certainly worth stopping for!

Beachcombing brought to light some small, smoothed pieces of glass, rounded by the pounding waves. I thought they may look good on a homemade ceiling hanging or light shade – or even perhaps a mobile that could be hung outdoors. They are certainly unique shapes, catching the light in different shades – I thought upcycling these bits would suit someone who loved arts and crafts.

Outside the museum, a copy of the rules for payment from 1489
This announcement is a very early piece of writing

Recent landslides had claimed lives in Dorset after a wet summer – and there has been some coastal errosion at Lyme Regis. The landslide which had fallen from the cliffs turned out to be an old rubbish dump – and it had spilled its contents over the rear of the beach. One old comber, unafraid or oblivious to the danger, was picking his way through the rubbish, although it seemed to us that the stuff couldnt be more than thiry years old. We didn’t think the beach looked too clean, but it was interesting and extremely scenic. Signs made the danger clear to the visitors and there was a museum.

On a hill overlooking the village of Corfe
This was probably the largest stone building in England

A further nosey mosey saw us calling into the small village of Corfe – with its iconic ruined castle on a hill above, and a visit to the coast at Worth and Langton Mantravers outside Swanage.

This is the land of quarries and there is a rich history concerning occupations regarding stone, closely tied in with the area.  Corfe was the place where the quarrymen updated their ‘Ancient Order of Purbeck Marblers and Stonecutters’ agreements (on Shrove Tuesday every year, before a game of football). We visited the Fox pub where the meetings had always taken place and saw a few artifacts in the tiny museum opposite, which used to be the village lock up!

From the museum at Corfe Castle
The history of Stone Quarrying goes back an awful long time

A walk around the coast near Worth took us to St Aldhelms Head – a scenic path looking out over cliff tops with the blue sea fading into the sky in the distance. The view was superb and the wild flowers were dazzling.

A short distance away was the village of Langton Mantravers with two pubs, a church and a lovely little museum. Barely changed from the seventeenth century it was a little gem, and valued its quarrying history. The museum showed a 20 minute film about the stone quarries of the area and how the stone was used. Apparently there are more farming exhibits for the museum but no place to show them – so sadly they are in storage. The charming museum building had been the vicars stables, behind the church, which itself had been very small at one time, but enlarged over the centuries. One church warden is commemorated even though he was a brandy smuggler who hid his booty in the church roof. When the weight of the brandy caused the roof and walls to collapse, his identity was discovered, because his son had written down all the activities in his diary! I believe this church warden was transported to Australia!

This sculpture was in the graveyard at St Georges Church, Langton Mantravers, Dorset
The village of Langton Mantravers housed the quarry workers who toiled in the quarries along the cliffs nearby

We ended our nosey mosey at the remains of the coastal quarry at Langton Mantravers. Called Dancing Ledge, I think this quarry got its name because of the scrambling and balancing needed to get across and down to the edge of the sea. It really is like dancing when you have to look so closely at where you are putting your feet!

Dancing Ledge is tricky to climb down to - but well worth the effort
The authorities have blasted out a pool in the stone to make it safe to swim

The sun shone on the glittering waves and baked the quarry stone. Some rugged types jumped into a hole which had been blasted by dynamite to allow people to swim without chancing the dangerous tides. Dorset – what a place!

Two Times A Ghost – The Battle of Olney Bridge

Oh the English Summer – what a joy to burble about on a Sunday dreaming of the England of yester-year…oh how my mind is haunted…..

To explain – I was going for a walk to Emberton because it was a nice day and I had spent too long slaving over a hot computer (so hot it got stuck).

The way to the country park was over a bridge. On the bridge I paused because I saw a plaque, and the plaque said that on the bridge back in 1643 The Battle of Olney Bridge took place. This had my blood racing, for I realized that at this place I was in the land of my ancestors.

I knew that at least one or two of my family were involved in the English Civil War, but  Civil War records are not kept properly, if at all.

The connections hinge on one Sir Samuel Luke who was the head honcho at the Newport Pagnell barracks. He was a staunch parliamentarian and Puritan – to the point that some wit wrote a satirical poem about him in a rather unflattering way. (‘Hudibras’ published after the restoration of the monarchy in 1663, by Samuel Butler, was basically a mock heroic poem criticising the Puritans, later the style was called ‘Burlesques’. He actually worked as a secretary for Sir Samuel Luke – its as if he was stalking him for a literary attack in his own home!)

Sir Samuel Luke was also the squire at the Manor of Haynes, the residence of my folks in the early 1600s. Being a smallish place the gentry would have known and employed the village people. By 1643 the Luke family had been in Haynes for two generations and my family would also have been there for two generations. Or would they?

The records are a jumble- the oldest son was always named after the father….and theories can fail.

Portrait by Gerard Soest, now at the Moot Hall Museum, Elstow, Bedford
Sir Samuel Luke Lived in Haynes and Cople in Bedfordshire during and after the English Civil War.

Ice Cream and Iron Age Huts

The hot summer sun eventually slid from behind the clouds and the sky changed from a blue bruise, to the blue that accompanies lashings of ginger beer. A quest was sort, a quest was made, but nothing from the quest was gained. Not materially anyway!

To explain – the Reckless Relic fraternity set out for a carboot and on arrival at the country farm destination – no one had ever heard of it!

I believe it happens frequently that someone has a good idea, tells the world via the internet, then forgets to let the world know when the idea falls through. So on a lovely hot day we ended up in a nature reserve, the fish were jumping, the kids were playing and someone had slapped together a reconstructed iron age hut that looked like it would probably dissolve in the next squall of wind and rain. We spotted some heavy duty screws and some plastic, so I predict it will be half the disaster it could have been, but on the day of its demise it is still going to look right sorry.

In the nature reserve - hut held together with big screws
A quest was sort, a quest was made, but nothing from the quest was gained

I sometimes wonder how people managed back in those days – what a hard, short life. Nothing like the constant pressure of survival to make a person value what little they own and what little time they had got on the planet. Our ancestors would scoff at us for our little gripes about trivial things.

Mind you – I bet they wouldn’t have said no to a minty Cornetto – you know the day can’t have been a dead loss when ice cream is involved!

The Queen and the Emperor

Catching up with friends meant a trip to Rochester and peering into the wonderful cathedral brought me eye to eye with Her Majesty The Queen – two huge images of her in what is called the Jubilee Photo Mosaic, commissioned to commemorate the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee. Made from five thousand photos, it was quite stunning. The artist was Helen Marshall, aided by Polly Tiles, a computer art expert. The piece is exhibited in the Nave of Rochester Cathedral from 8 to 19 August.

Jubilee Photo Mosaic of the Queen at Rochester Cathedral
Exhibited in the Nave of the Cathedral

Finding pictures for my books is never easy but I came across a fantastic artist who has allowed me to use a picture in a book about the Emperor Tarot Card. Her name is Steph Roche and her website is: http://www.steph-roche-art.co.uk

She studied at Blackheath School of Art in London, then went on to Leeds. A copy of her contribution is shown here, I believe she has called it ‘Underworld Duality’ and for me it gives an evocotive view of early man’s perception of leadership, representated by a figure wearing stag’s antlers seated on a throne (as we know the Stag is the Lord of the Forest). So I am over the moon that Steph has allowed me to use her brilliant picture.

Underworld Duality is the title for this picture
An example of Steph Roche’s art. This picture will appear in The Emperor, Issue Four of the series ‘Tarot Decoded’ – This series is designed to assist in learning about the meanings of the Archetypal images of Tarot cards.

Steph Roche is currently exhibiting her amazing art at ‘Postcards From the Astral’
La Terre, 22 High Street, Glastonbury, Somerset.
From 14 Aug to 30 Sept 2012

This coin is from the fifth century AD, based on the Gupta style
The Huns were a force to be reckoned with and challenged the Romans, trying to conquer many parts of Europe in their attempt to build an empire. They feature in the Emperor as the history of empire-building is examined in this book.