Thankfully not necessary in this household as the small person is, by far and large, a fairly easy going teenager [just the odd moment now and again].
The word curfew originates from the French couvre feus. In the medieval kitchens labourers were hired to chop and cart wood, turn spits, churn butter or draw water. They may have slept on the kitchen floor but the rooms cooled fast because Norman law dictated that all embers had to be covered at night. The circular pottery dish in the centre of the photo is actually a replica curfew lid used to extinguish the fires which we saw on our recent visit to the Old Hall in Gainsborough.
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I should like to welcome my favourite month with an appropriate moth. The September Thorn. Arilx
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