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Ranmoor Ringers Ou(s)ting
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EXPLOSIVE
NOV.5th
PLOT THWARTED - GUY GOES SCOTT FREE So…. the stage was set for Shooting
Old Guy. The placemen
conspirators, ‘Duke’ David of Edensor (the Chatsworth Mole); Devious
Dick of
Baslow, Notorious Nicholas of Castleton and Saltpeter of Hope having
collectively sort out clandestine opportunity to initiate underlings
into the
dark art of Fring
the bells. Alas, like the Gunpowder
plot
itself, their intentions were foiled...a damp squib! (A clue to a possible saboteur
– the power behind the throne? – Seek out an anagram of selected
letters from one
tour tower’s name for my hunch.)
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Peter, EDENSOR, 6, 12-0-23 in G
by John Taylor & Co
1867. Overhauled 1981 Renovated and rehung. Lat, Long 53.22557, -1.62618 Postcode DE45 1PJ 10:00 - 11:00 Grade 1 George Gilbert Scott church of 1867, added to Paxton’s (buried in churchyard) model village confection, ‘the church now dominates the picture. Its spire spoils the scale of the village.’ (Peevish Pevsner). A beautiful crisp autumn
morning, the sun slanting through the mullioned windows of the ringing
chamber heavy
with social history replete with self-important Ringers Rules, defunct
gaslight
fittings, closeted hand bells and a clock mechanism that was a joy to
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St Anne, BASLOW, 6, 7-3-15 in Ab Tenor from 1754 by Thomas Hedderly I
of Nottingham. Others by the Heathcotes of Chesterfield and Thomas
Mears II of
Whitechapel – quite the salesman – ‘Often
travelled to Canada and carried out considerable business during the
early
development of Canada – The majority of churches along the St Lawrence
river
contain his bells’. Lat, Long 53.24741, -1.62424 Postcode DE45 1RY 11:30 - 12:30 Grade 2* ‘Beautifully placed with
its steeple close
to the river Derwent and the old bridge across the river. (Poetic
Pevsner) |
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| Lunch |
Bulls Head and other places, Castleton |
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| St Edmund, CASTLETON,
8, 11-2-0
in D# Grade
2* by James Harrison III of Barrow
upon Humber from the family of Longitude
fame – clocks and chronometers for accurate time keeping at sea. Lat, Long 53.34282, -1.77598 Postcode S33 8WH 14:00 - 15:00 Clattering, uniquely experimental ‘broad shouldered and low waisted’ novelty Ice-buckets. Overhauled in 1923 by Loughborough Bell foundry. Honestly! Prominent dissonant foreground harmonics from Minor 2nd to hair raising tritone diabolus in musicus – creating a dance macabre of ghostly gut rumbling overtones spewed straight from Castleton’s cavernous Devil’s Arse. Elegant mathematically choreographed pirouettes from all, each in our own idiosyncratic style |
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St
Peter, HOPE,
8, 14-1-22 in F#
Grade I. cast 1733 by Daniel Hedderly (Bawtry/Lincoln) Grid Ref SK172834 Lat, Long 53.34788, -1.74286 Postcode S33 6ZG 15:30 - 16:30 ‘Oversized
gargoyles on the s. side’
(Precious Pevsner) Rude…surely no
way to describe ringers a-waiting a warden to allow us to escape the
cold. The unintentional syncopated riffing
of mistruck Call changes
matched perfectly with the distinctly industrial Creole ‘steel pan’
Pythagorean gap (ask Peter about the math)
resultant harmony of this ring. Peter danced a convincing Saltarello
turning in
the tenor, for once given a character role in method ringing dramatis personae.
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METHODOLOGY
MAYHEM – a
digest
Attempts at ‘Original’
(new to me) were…well... just that! A longed for rehabilitated touch of
Plain
Bob Major pleased me (away with this compromised 4 blows behind ‘Odd’
malarkey).
We paid homage to both Robert Roan’s c.1659 Grandsire and
Stedman’s Principle
of 1657
- ‘Proper’ Doubles/Triples that seem to root one into tradition where a
steadfast tenor has a legitimate role. Three leads of Kent –
what’s that about? Robbed even of a plain course of ‘pimped’ treble
bobbing
with time for the mind to wander whilst twiddling my thumbs in 2nds
place. Then
Cambridge Minor – now that’s more like it – looking forward to growing
it into
Major.
HOMECOMING Journeying back I was
surprised, yet again, by the constantly arresting panoramic view of
Sheffield
and beyond from Hallam Moors descending to into Ringinglow. Firework
displays
played around the Ranmoor Mothership, nestling somewhere down there
(sadly
unilluminated) in its prosperous sleepy hollow - I felt a renewed
appreciation for our lovingly cared for right Royal Ring and gave
thanks for
time with a right Royal group of people (if a little too respectfully
reticent,
bar the entertaining domestic jousting) - Thanks
one and all. All, as one may say, very
satisfactory. Thanks again to Gill and tower leaders for organising and
giving
us all a memorable day. |
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Location information from Dove's Online Guide |