The Hunting of the Earl of Rone
May. 26th, 2016 02:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bunnI have to admit to scepticism about this. I grew up in North Devon from 1982, and lived two parishes away from Combe Martin. North Devon is not a place where a lot happens. We visited Combe Martin regularly. We read the local paper, in fact we read both of them, even when the main story was about a goose or something.
The Hunting of the Earl of Rone strikes me as exactly the sort of event that would have been made up as an elaborate leg-pull for grokels, along the lines of the ancient rural practice of signpost-twirling, and the sign that fell down and was replaced by a neat not-quite-replica that read 'Wheretheellarewe', and hence went unnoticed by the local council for a couple of years.
But maybe it's real, and I just didn't notice it. Or maybe it began as a joke, and somehow took on reality.
The Hunting of the Earl of Rone strikes me as exactly the sort of event that would have been made up as an elaborate leg-pull for grokels, along the lines of the ancient rural practice of signpost-twirling, and the sign that fell down and was replaced by a neat not-quite-replica that read 'Wheretheellarewe', and hence went unnoticed by the local council for a couple of years.
But maybe it's real, and I just didn't notice it. Or maybe it began as a joke, and somehow took on reality.
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Date: 2016-05-26 06:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-27 02:36 am (UTC)On my recent work trip to the Seychelles, while chatting to a local, she explained that people in the different districts of Mahe (the main island) had their own specific customs and turns of speech, unnoticeable to foreigners, but making their home district immediately obvious to other Seychellois. The island of Mahe is 163 kilometres square.