The horns of the dancers

 sculpture, abbots bromley

Not even I would gate-crash a funeral and this one, with a good fifteen vintage Porsches outside looked like it would have security of the type provided by very large men in dark glasses. I satisfied myself with a shot of the lych-gate and one exterior carving and rapidly moved on. It was bad timing, but the name of the village had attracted me, seeming to ring bells somewhere in memory. However, it was very obviously a ‘modern’ church, being no more than about 150 years old, and rather grand. Not really our style. On the other hand, the signpost at the end of the village pointed to Abbot’s Bromley… and that really had to be worth a visit.Especially as the first thing I saw in the village was a random llama… I have a thing about llamas these days, ever since the encounter in the Yorkshire Dales that had featured in Heart of Albion.

random llama, abbots bromley

It had been an odd mix of brilliant sunshine and showers all the way up so far, but of course, as soon as I parked the car the heaven’s opened. Sheltering under a big old yew tree I managed to snap the lych-gate before making a dash for the church stopping only to note the mason’s mark on the tower.

masons mark abbots bromleyThe church itself dates back to the 13th Century, though, as with all such places, the ensuing years have added their own signature to the structure and it is thought a Saxon church stood there centuries earlier than the present building. It is a peaceful place with some lovely stained glass and was, for a while, a welcome refuge from the torrents of rain.

Chalice, stained glass, Abbots BromleyA modern silver-metalled sculpture dominates the nave, mounted high on the west wall, celebrating a thousand years of worship on the site. Two figures representing the human and the Divine walk hand in hand, ‘in non-metallic candour’ says the inscription. It should look out of place on the ancient stone, but somehow it fits beautifully.

St Nicholas' church, Abbots BromleyOf course, there is something else in the church that would have made it worth the visit even without the rest, for here are kept the horns of the famous Abbots Bromley Horndance. Hung on the walls of the north transept they seem both completely in keeping and very, very odd.

black and white horns and the hobby horseThe Horndance takes place in September every year and has done so for at least half a thousand years. The dancers themselves place the date at 1226, but of course, given the nature of the dance and the resemblance to the horned dancers portrayed in prehistoric cave paintings, it is possible that it is much, much older. Its history is lost in the mists of time… an act of sympathetic magic, perhaps, to ensure the health and survival of the herds of reindeer with which our ancestors themselves survived.There is a record in the 16th century of the Hobby Horse, a central figure to the modern dance that has inevitably changed over the centuries. Today the dancers and musicians include a Fool, Maid Marian and other characters along with the six horned dancers. The horns themselves, black and white, have been carbon dated back to the 11th century, a time when reindeer no longer survived in Britain and that, in itself, is a mystery. Were they imported to replace an even older set? Where did they come from…. And when? We may never know.

postcard horn dance

All we know is that on Wakes Monday the village streets will see once again an ancient ritual drama danced in its streets. But on Thursday I was lucky. I had the church… and the horns with their strange carved heads… to myself and came eye to eye with the ancient, living history of my land.

The king stag

 

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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10 Responses to The horns of the dancers

  1. Rosie Amber says:

    Some great pictures.

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  2. sknicholls says:

    Being a hunter in GA, I was always after that ten or twelve point buck to have mounted. I finally got one…with my Oldsmobile. Ha!

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  3. alienorajt says:

    Wow! Absolutely fascinating, Sue. I love the horns. They trigger a strong, and strange, response in me. xxx

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  4. Wonderful discoveries as always….those horns are wonderful. Could they have come over with Norse Vikings?

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    • Sue Vincent says:

      The horns are a little late for the original invaders but could, quite easily, have been brought in to replace ones they had introduced… it would fit well with the timing. On the other hand the animal masked shaman is such a common theme in early culture that it could go back way beyond their time, of course.

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