Sunday, 21 December 2008
... double diggers alll ...
Alec, who is smart, calculated that the single crop circle we double dug today was 27m2. It took 4 grown men and one little girl 2 and a half hours to double did the circle. The topsoil was about 6 inches deep then that lovely orange clay stuff! We managed to dig through the clay to a spade's depth (1 spit) and dug in bark chippings. Then the topsoil went back on and the manure goes on sometime soon. An exhausting and backbreaking afternoon, made all the better by lots of tea and homemade soup and baked spuds and a solstice liturgy and the now obligatory singing of the Diggers' Song.
Many thanks to the Diggers All, Liz, Andy, Bex, Alec, Johnty, Silvester, Juliette, Rosie, Lydia, Freya, Ferdy, Felix and Fiona.
johnty7@hotmail.com
Tuesday, 16 December 2008
... holy s**t!
Monday, 8 December 2008
... diggers all, stand up now, stand up now ...
We are going to embark on some study and discussion sessions led by Jonathan on the thoughts of a radical 17th century bunch called The Diggers (True Levellers) who had the crazy notion that unused land could be lived on and cultivated so that they could feed their children. They asked root and branch questions (sorry!) like;
"Who does the Earth belong to?"
"What is property, ownership and theft?"
"Can we claim ownership of the Earth?"
"The Earth, a Common Treasury for all?"
We aim to think, sing and dig our way through to some contemporary conclusions under the banner of the title Common People (people of the common).
If you would like a set of study notes that will guide our thinking then please mail johnty7@hotmail.com
Dates 5 Feb (intro & background), 12 Feb (models of land tenure from the stone-age onwards, from worship to ownwership), 26 Feb ("Mad" John Clare and a poetic response to enclosure) and 5 March (so what?) ... and possibly beyond.
Here's the full Digger's song that we have sung recently in our own inimitable rusticated beer-fuelled way.
You noble Diggers all, stand up now, stand up now,
You noble Diggers all, stand up now,
The wast land to maintain, seeing Cavaliers by name
Your digging does maintain, and persons all defame
Stand up now, stand up now.
Your houses they pull down, stand up now, stand up now,
Your houses they pull down, stand up now.
Your houses they pull down to fright your men in town,
But the gentry must come down, and the poor shall wear the crown.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
With spades and hoes and plowes, stand up now, stand up now,
With spades and hoes and plowes stand up now,
Your freedom to uphold, seeing Cavaliers are bold
To kill you if they could, and rights from you to hold.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
Theire self-will is theire law, stand up now, stand up now
Theire self-will is theire law, stand up now.
Since tyranny came in they count it now no sin
To make a gaole a gin, to serve poor men therein.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
The gentrye are all round, stand up now, stand up now,
The gentrye are all round, stand up now.
The gentrye are all round, on each side they are found,
Theire wisdom's so profound, to cheat us of our ground.
Stand up now, stand up now.
The lawyers they conjoyne, stand up now, stand up now,
The lawyers they conjoyne, stand up now,
To arrest you they advise, such fury they devise,
The devill in them lies, and hath blinded both their eyes.
Stand up now, stand up now.
The clergy they come in, stand up now, stand up now,
The clergy they come in, stand up now.
The clergy they come in, and say it is a sin
That we should now begin, our freedom for to win.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
The tithe they yet will have, stand up now,stand up now,
The tithes they yet will have, stand up now.
The tithes they yet will have, and lawyers their fees crave,
And this they say is brave, to make the poor their slave.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
'Gainst lawyers and gainst Priests, stand up now,stand up now,
'Gainst lawyers and gainst Priests stand up now.
For tyrants they are both even flatt against their oath,
To grant us they are loath free meat and drink and cloth.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
The club is all their law, stand up now, stand up now,
The club is all their law, stand up now.
The club is all their law to keep men in awe,
Buth they no vision saw to maintain such a law.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
The Cavaleers are foes, stand up now, stand up now,
The Cavaleers are foes, stand up now;
The Cavaleers are foes, themselves they do disclose
By verses not in prose to please the singing boyes.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
To conquer them by love, come in now, come in now,
To conquer them by love, come in now;
To conquer them by love, as it does you behove,
For he is King above, noe power is like to love,
Glory heere, Diggers all.
johnty7@hotmail.com
"Who does the Earth belong to?"
"What is property, ownership and theft?"
"Can we claim ownership of the Earth?"
"The Earth, a Common Treasury for all?"
We aim to think, sing and dig our way through to some contemporary conclusions under the banner of the title Common People (people of the common).
If you would like a set of study notes that will guide our thinking then please mail johnty7@hotmail.com
Dates 5 Feb (intro & background), 12 Feb (models of land tenure from the stone-age onwards, from worship to ownwership), 26 Feb ("Mad" John Clare and a poetic response to enclosure) and 5 March (so what?) ... and possibly beyond.
Here's the full Digger's song that we have sung recently in our own inimitable rusticated beer-fuelled way.
You noble Diggers all, stand up now, stand up now,
You noble Diggers all, stand up now,
The wast land to maintain, seeing Cavaliers by name
Your digging does maintain, and persons all defame
Stand up now, stand up now.
Your houses they pull down, stand up now, stand up now,
Your houses they pull down, stand up now.
Your houses they pull down to fright your men in town,
But the gentry must come down, and the poor shall wear the crown.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
With spades and hoes and plowes, stand up now, stand up now,
With spades and hoes and plowes stand up now,
Your freedom to uphold, seeing Cavaliers are bold
To kill you if they could, and rights from you to hold.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
Theire self-will is theire law, stand up now, stand up now
Theire self-will is theire law, stand up now.
Since tyranny came in they count it now no sin
To make a gaole a gin, to serve poor men therein.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
The gentrye are all round, stand up now, stand up now,
The gentrye are all round, stand up now.
The gentrye are all round, on each side they are found,
Theire wisdom's so profound, to cheat us of our ground.
Stand up now, stand up now.
The lawyers they conjoyne, stand up now, stand up now,
The lawyers they conjoyne, stand up now,
To arrest you they advise, such fury they devise,
The devill in them lies, and hath blinded both their eyes.
Stand up now, stand up now.
The clergy they come in, stand up now, stand up now,
The clergy they come in, stand up now.
The clergy they come in, and say it is a sin
That we should now begin, our freedom for to win.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
The tithe they yet will have, stand up now,stand up now,
The tithes they yet will have, stand up now.
The tithes they yet will have, and lawyers their fees crave,
And this they say is brave, to make the poor their slave.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
'Gainst lawyers and gainst Priests, stand up now,stand up now,
'Gainst lawyers and gainst Priests stand up now.
For tyrants they are both even flatt against their oath,
To grant us they are loath free meat and drink and cloth.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
The club is all their law, stand up now, stand up now,
The club is all their law, stand up now.
The club is all their law to keep men in awe,
Buth they no vision saw to maintain such a law.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
The Cavaleers are foes, stand up now, stand up now,
The Cavaleers are foes, stand up now;
The Cavaleers are foes, themselves they do disclose
By verses not in prose to please the singing boyes.
Stand up now, Diggers all.
To conquer them by love, come in now, come in now,
To conquer them by love, come in now;
To conquer them by love, as it does you behove,
For he is King above, noe power is like to love,
Glory heere, Diggers all.
johnty7@hotmail.com
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