Once I was a clever boy learning the arts of Oxford... is a quotation from the verses written by Bishop Richard Fleming (c.1385-1431) for his tomb in Lincoln Cathedral. Fleming, the founder of Lincoln College in Oxford, is the subject of my research for a D. Phil., and, like me, a son of the West Riding. I have remarked in the past that I have a deeply meaningful on-going relationship with a dead fifteenth century bishop... it was Fleming who, in effect, enabled me to come to Oxford and to learn its arts, and for that I am immensely grateful.


Friday 20 August 2021

More on medieval parish life


Last month I posted a link to an article about how people conducted themselves in medieval parish churches in Parish life in the past based on Professor Nicholas Orme’s new book Going to Church in Medieval England.

A friend has now drawn my attention to a longer article available at the Mail Online website which gives a more extensive set of examples, drawn from the same book, of what might happen when one went to church - or if one did not go to church - in the fourteenth, fifteenth and sixteenth centuries. I think it fair to say that they make contemporary complaints about noisy toddlers or chattering adults look rather small beer. That said one should add that writing the past from records of misdeeds is risky both because presumably most people were reasonably well conducted and also because we know about such things because there were procedures to try to correct or prevent them.


I must say that I look forward to reading the whole book,


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