"...the chapel fair of Tillmouth upon Tweed" *

* Marmion Canto VI
   Scott

The medieval Twizel Bridge over the Till

Today,  the 20th March is the day St Cuthbert is reputed to have died in 687 on Lindisfarne.

After walking the St Cuthbert's Way last year, (Blogs 15/5/2015 to 23/07/2105), I am easily lured by any place with the saint's name attached and there are so many to choose from. The number of chapels and sites where his body is said to have rested on his travels around what is now Northumberland, Yorkshire, Lancashire and Southern Scotland numbers at least fifty, not counting his final resting place at Durham.

When the Viking raiders attacked Lindisfarne two hundred years after his demise, the monks exhumed the body which was said to be uncorrupted, evidence of his sainthood.

They set off to carry it to safety and for the next seven years journeyed around the kingdom of Northumbria as it then was – as far north as Mailros (Melrose) where Cuthbert had first become a monk, as far west as Whithorn where his mentor Aidan had studied and as far south as Ripon, the monastery of his contemporary, St Wilfred.

Later examination of the remains of the saint suggest the body had been mummified.

The extent and duration of the travels throughout the land suggest another purpose for the journey of the saintly corpse than merely to escape the depredations of the Norsemen.
 A cult figure in his lifetime and a venerated saint afterwards, he served as a symbol to rally the, by then Christian, peoples of the kingdom of Northumbria against the pagan Norse.

Where the River Till joins the Tweed stands St Cuthbert's chapel.

St Cuthbert's Chapel, Tillmouth

What is there today is an eighteenth century folly but it stands on the site of the medieval village of Tillmouth. The village is long gone save for a few crop marks seen on aerial photos but there was a chapel of St Cuthbert here in 1311 and legend has it that his remains were floated in a stone coffin down the Tweed from Melrose and came to rest at Tillmouth

An extract from Hutchison's 1823 edition of  HISTORY & ANTIQUITIES OF THE COUNTY PALATINE OF DURHAM  reads

On a peninsula formed by the confluence of the rivers Till and Tweed, was an ancient chapel, on the side of which, about five years ago, (1794) Sir Francis Blake built a small chapel; the windows of which some wanton and sacrilegious villains have lately destroyed. About thirty yards to the west of this place, and fifteen from the Tweed, lie the remains of a stone boat or coffin, in which, tradition says, the body of St. Cuthbert was miraculously conveyed down the Tweed from Mailross. By some hydrostatical experiments whilst it was entire, we are informed it was proved that it might float with the remains of the saint *.
 Mr Gough, in his Additions to Camden, says, that it " is a stone boat, of as fine in shape as a boat of wood." We confess we did not examine the parts so narrowly, being prejudiced with the idea, that they were the mere fragments of a stone coffin. The dimensions of the present remains of the boat are— 

In the inside, length 5' 0"  Breadth at top 2' 0'' Do. broadest part 3' 2''. (One end is broken off, and has been taken away.)Do. where broken off. 3' 0'' Height of the sides 1' 3''|Thickness of sides and bottom 0'4'' 

* From this data, it is probable, that the outside length of the boat when entire,was nine feet three inches—its mean outside breadth three feet three inches—the height one foot nine inches—and the circumference twenty one feet. From thence, it is calculated, that it contained nearly twenty cubic feet uf solid stone, which, by reckoning the specific gravity of freestone, 2,5. it would weigh 31251b. and its outside dimensions would displace 52,6. cubic feet of water, which. at 62lb. and a half to a cubic foot, would be 32871b.—therefore, from 32871b.weight of water displaced, take 31251b. weight of boat, leaving 1621b. for  the boat to carry, which is equal to that of a man near twelve stone weight. 

So it seems that the saint in his stone coffin could have floated down the Tweed ! 

 There is another legend that a local farmer took the broken stone coffin away to use to salt pork. Now that sounds genuine!

The spot where the Tweed receives the Till, its only English tributary, is peaceful and even if the legend is untrue, it didn't detract from the enjoyment of watching goosanders fishing in the junction of the waters.

Goosander

Goosander ducks and drakes at the rivers' junction

On the way home, I remembered the stone coffin in the ruins of the 14th century Priory in our village and went to measure it

Stone coffin at local Priory

It is about the same size.  I wonder if  Historic Scotland would let me see if it floats?

Easing the spring

The first warm day of Spring made clearing up in the garden less of a chore. When sunshine seems like a treat after the cold and dark of winter, the enjoyment is heightened. Living in constant sunshine might have its advantages but, like a diet of ice cream it would dull the senses. You can only know comfort if you've been uncomfortable, food always tastes better if you're hungry. The sunshine is appreciated by every denizen of the garden. The wood mouse that lives in the hedge and was last seem gathering seeds fallen from the bird table in Autumn, has reappeared and is back scavenging in the same spot no doubt hungrier and leaner after his winter sleep.

The most pleasing sound was the hum of honey bees foraging among the snowdrops. The solitary bees don't produce the same intensity of sound as their social cousins. It is the perfect sound to welcome the sun.

They winged back and forward from flower to flower seemingly at random with their orange saddle bags of pollen.

The thrushes are back singing their double song and trying to compete with the bullying of the blackbirds. Where do they go in the winter? The blackies hang around eating the windfall apples and getting hand outs of meal-worms but the thrushes disappear or so it seems. They are shy at the best of times so it is just the absence of their song that catches the attention. 

Where's my meal-worms?

The sound of the bees stirred a memory of a line from a poem read at school and probably not appreciated at the time - "easing the spring" from Henry Reed's "The naming of parts ".

And this you can see is the bolt. The purpose of this
Is to open the breech, as you see. We can slide it
Rapidly backwards and forwards: we call this
Easing the spring. And rapidly backwards and forwards
The early bees are assaulting and fumbling the flowers:
They call it easing the Spring. 

* 

Funny how a single sound or scent or tune can bring to mind something that seemed long forgotten.

*

 http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/naming-of-parts/

Bridging the gap

After my morning swim, I hauled myself out of the water by my fore limbs on to the pool-side, the land if you like to call it that....just like my tetrapod ancestors did 350 million years ago...and not too far from where I did the same thing this morning.

A few miles from the swimming pool, palaeontologist Stan Wood discovered fossils that revealed the process when vertebrate life forms moved from the seas to the land. True, Scotland then wasn't quite where Scotland is now. It was a good bit south of the equator and part of a land of shallow seas, lagoons, coastal flood plains and tidal mudflats. 

These have given us sandstone, mud-stone and cement-stone deposits along the Whiteadder river at a spot eponymously named Willie's Hole, a deep pool below a natural weir.

The river bed and the local sea cliffs have both yielded specimens of great importance so I just had to go and take a look.

Layers of sedimentary rocks along the river bank

 

 

It made for a pleasant stroll along the river bank with alder carrs and mallards for company and a walk back over 350 million years

Willie's Hole

It was here that the fossils were found that bridged the so-called Romer's gap, the "gap" in the fossil record from water dwelling tetrapods to land dwelling forms. The gap is named after the man who first noted the problem.

A small but fully explanatory exhibition of the fossils at The National Museum of Scotland outlines the finds and their significance.

http://www.nms.ac.uk/fossilhunters 

Why the four limbed terapods hauled themselves on to the land isn't yet clear but they did and they breathed air and that is why I was breathing air and hauling myself out of the water millions and millions of years later.

What our tetrapod ancestor may have looked like

The tetrapod fossils from before 345-360 million years ago showed creatures with four limbs that were not strong enough to support them on land and those after Romer's gap were well adapted to life on land, the ones from Willies Hole show the development of a ribcage and limbs strong enough to make the transition. I really appreciate the effort they made!