This week, here in the UK, we celebrate the seven-hundredth wedding anniversary of Sage and Onion.
The two were married in a cauldron when a banquet was being prepared for King Gareth-Barry of Wales, at Castle Dunsinane, when he was entertaining King Duncan of Ireland and King Cardun of Norway.
It was Garth-Barry’s turn to host this annual occasion and then to supervise the forthcoming….‘Face Powdering Contest.’
(Think about it, all three nations have strange peculiarities and it was 1319!)
The tournament was to be staged in the nearby tiny village of Macbethy, famous for its competitive pigeons!
In order to tenderise these tough but fit Welsh birds, sage and onion were smeared on the flesh and then added to the usual cooking wine, made from leeks, sheep, and daffodils, in which they were to be poached.
At the end of the meal, which was enjoyed by all, both King Gareth-Barry’s son, Prince Carwyn and his Queen, Queen Faulkner died! (I know it’s a strange name for a girl, but that’s not my fault. Blame history) They had been using a forerunner to toothpicks, razor-sharp twigs, to remove the succulent remaining meat from the pigeon’s bones, but then, accidentally– swallowed them; whole!
Garth-Barry blamed the cook and her maid. In a violent temper, he burned them both, scattering their ashes on a nearby impoverished field.
HOWEVER…………………..Stay focused, I’m getting there.
An exact year from that tragic night a vast crop of aromatic sage, along with ripe onions, miraculously appeared from the hitherto barren ground. This sent the locals into a joyous dance of drunken merriment and glee. (It doesn’t take much) Such was their excitement nobody noticed King Gareth-Barry fall from his horse under a combined barrage of English, Scottish and Irish arrows, whilst riding towards the party. Annoyed at the noise the Welsh partygoers were making, the neighbours had invaded.
Thus was the beginning of the legend surrounding The Powder Plot.
Now, every November 5th, bundles of dried sage with chopped onion are tied to fireworks and ceremoniously set-off, whilst facing in the direction of Wales, in a United Kingdom attempt at appeasing the wrath of King Gareth-Barry.
If prior to reading this, you believed that Catholics or, perish the thought, Shakespeare had any connection to November 5th or Castle Dunisnane and Macbethy, you have now been enlightened!
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This is a great story, Danny. An I thought it has something to do with Guy Fawkes for all these years.
So do most people but this might change it all—:P 😛 😛 😛 😛