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Sunday January 20th 2019Tim Candler9


     No shortage of Medieval Saints, over the years, following rule changes a great many of them were demoted by the Pope. Amongst the Girl Saints of the Medieval Period an unnatural number were the daughters of kings. Of the Boy Saints far too many had political ambitions. And when it comes to thinning the choice of Medieval Saints, I think it best to get rid of the ones who might still be recognized by Rome, treat with suspicion the daughters of kings, and tread warily when it comes to the more politically minded Boy Saints. As well, and this is critical, the eight railway bridges yet to be constructed surround Gormenghast, which is a very long way from a bastion of the sort of values a loving god looks for in his creations, indeed Gormenghast is probably a better reflection of what happens inside the walls of the Vatican. Finally the charm of Medieval Saints is their association with place, it gives them an authenticity, a lasting earthliness and I'll give you the example of Saint Mildrith of Minister-in-Thanet, which is in Kent, England, and in Mildrith's time Thanet used to be an island separated from England by a swampy channel. It's a story I'm going to have to shorten, and in the process stick to the basics which invariable brings out the worst in the more pedantic detailed orientated characters, but that's just the way life is in N Scale where because there is no plan interpreting as you go along is a prime source of divining meaning. And too, worth bearing in mind it's possible that your modeler might be having an eccentric reaction to the absurdity of the current, some might consider medieval, political circumstances. Or possibly it's a quite normal, entirely forgivable reaction to the number of bricks he's been making for walls without apparently getting anywhere closer to an idea of Gormenghast.



     Following the death of a landowner a quarrel ensued about who was to get what. Observing the traditions of the time, two young boys with a very strong claim to the property disappeared. No one was fooled but where was the proof, the boys could not be found. A little while later things had settled down, the new owner had taken possession, when a heavenly light revealed what had happened to the two boys. They'd been killed and buried. It wasn't so much shocking as it was aggravating and what with the heavenly light something was very wrong. The decision was taken to impose a fine of something like fifty Deer hides on the possessor of the property. Thing is, one of the higher born young ladies, a youngster called Mildrith, had a pet Deer and following a difficult discourse it was agreed that instead of bumping off a whole bunch of Deer to pay the fine, much better to pay the fine in property which is how Mildrith's pet Deer was given the important work of deciding how much property. Blood oaths were taken, it was a pet Deer after all, probably wouldn't do much more than scamper around a little, the agreement was publically made and Mildrith's pet Deer was allowed to run a course. That course was pretty much a majority of the disputed property. It was like a heavenly thing, a dictate from above and in appreciation of the temporal nature of earthly meaning the new possessor agreed to build an abbey. Young Mildrith saw her chance and became the Abbess of the new Abbey. Much more to the point, when years later the Abbey fell into disrepair because of pillage by Vikings, Saint Mildrith's relics were removed by church authorities, some sent to God's regional headquarters in Canterbury, which is also in Kent, others sent to Holland which is the country of Holland. The locals of Thanet were heart broken, they felt robbed of a most precious part of their time on earth. Then in the 19th Century, over a thousand years later, Thanet managed to get some of Mildred's relics back and they are now kept in a Priory in Thanet cared for by Benedictine Nuns.

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