Kate the Writer

 An Historical Article:

A Mediaeval Football Match

Ever thought of football as an extreme sport?

Welcome to the world of Royal Ashbourne Shrovetide Football (Shrovetide)!

I was introduced to Shrovetide when I met my then-to-be husband, a determined Shrovetider, and asked him how he’d broken his nose!

Shrovetide football is played in Ashbourne, Derbyshire, England, on Shrove Tuesday and Ash Wednesday every year, as it has done annually from at least the 12th Century (not even the world wars stopped play.)

Both the inventors of Rugby, and Association football, had strong Ashbourne, and Shrovetide connections.

The goal posts are 3 miles apart, there is no pitch, just the streets of the town, the surrounding fields, and of course, the river Henmore, which is perhaps the most important area of play. This is because the goal posts are at the site of the old mill wheels of the two mediaeval water mills, upstream and downstream from the town, respectively.

The ball (brightly painted leather, about the size of a medicine ball) is ritually thrown to the mob (known as “The Hug”) at 2 p.m. each day, and is then fought over by two teams, the “Uppards”, who try to score it at the upstream goal, and “Downards”, who try to score it at the downstream goal, until 10 p.m.

As the ball is made of leather, with a stuffing of sawdust, as it gets wetter, it gets heavier. It also swells. Thus, by the time it has reached one or other of the goals, most of its paint has been rubbed off, and it is a sorry sight as it is victoriously carried aloft back to The Green Man, to mark the end of play.

(If the ball is goaled before 5 p.m., a second ball is turned up, but normally the ball is not goaled until well after 5 p.m., if at all.)

Loyalties are decided by birth, if you’re born upstream, or from an upstream family you’re an Uppard, and vice versa. (This differs from most ball games, in that the aim is to score an “own goal”)
 
There is no limit to the number of players on each side, and very few rules, so the game is very rough and tumble. It is all played in good humour, so deaths are infrequent, but it is a great spectacle to watch.

As the field of play is the whole town, spectators get caught up in events, but it’s quite safe – there are refuges in enclosed areas to ensure only players have any chance of injury.

It can be quite disconcerting, however, to see 4 to 5 hundred men in rags and hobnail boots rampaging towards you!

The river banks form a fantastic viewing platform for watching river play, and cheers go up from the crowd whenever the ball is seen.

It can be cold, but luckily Ashbourne has many historic pubs, cafes and restaurants to get you warm, and the pubs open each day before the game starts, and do not shut until well after the game finishes.

The locals are very welcoming, and someone in the crowd will always explain the finer points of play, as they’re intensely proud of their unique heritage.

I am a long term follower of Royal Ashbourne Shrovetide Football, and I married into the family which has the highest number of goals scored of any Uppards family. I also have strong Downards family connections.

Social Comment Article:

Why Are Girls Materialistic These Days?

It's not just today's women. Women have always been like it - read Jane Austin.

All women, and men, have to answer their biological imperatives, and where, in most societies, women, in general, earn less than men, and have fewer personal freedoms, then economic stability has got to rate as being fairly important in a partner. After all, whether you're male or female, finding yourself constantly bailing out a parasite isn't much fun, no matter how good a heart the parasite has, whether they be male or female.

 
(If the partners agree that one partner will stay home, say to look after the children, or pursue a project that they both believe is valuable, even if it does not generate income, for example going back to college, then both are contributing to the bargain between them, and that's fine. )

Love is great, but relationships are partnerships, and you have to be aware of this. Many arranged marriages where the partners have never met, work brilliantly, and genuine love grows, because the partners have been carefully matched up to minmise the pressures of having different cultures, different aspirations, and so maximise their chances for future contentment.

Equally, many marriages founded on love do not last either.

Personally, I would be happier with someone who treated me with respect, and did not land me with burdens without giving me the opportunity to choose to consent or not, and gave me affection and support, and who did not keep me permanently in debt, than one who had a good heart. It's what you do that matters. If that makes me materialistic, so be it.