Local Lore - The Legend of Stone Moses

[The_Burg]

There's a statue in a field near Weekley, Kettering.
Now i vaguely remember something about it moving 3 times round the field on midsummers night or something similar.
We took Harry for a wander today and managed to find it.

So who knows the legend, and indeed what it is or why it's there?

(I'm betting on our pub quiz maestro Mr Skinner here).

Any way here he is:





JB is the old server still working? Whats the passwrod if it is?

Edited by The_Burg on Monday 9th April 16:21

[central]

I heard a story years ago........






Now forgotten.

[The_Burg]

Failure Mr Skinner, come on chap, you must know something?

Seems likely it was taken from the church at Walkton to save it from destruction, i imagine this would be around the time Henry VIII invented the CoE sect of christianity?
Have to say from my very vague recollection on the tail told by my deceased grandad that it was much older and predated the invention of christianity and was Pagan of origin.
Looking at it now this would seem extremely unlikely as it is styled in the traditonal christian garb.

[tyre_tread]

I reckon that the Stgone Mason was asked for a statue of the Stone Roses but he was a bit deaf!

[justinbaker]

Its very interesting. Who knows what the Pagen dress sense was like, some of the Romans thought leather hot pants, and cuffs were "in".

Would like to see that with my own eyes, a pagan statue would be remarkable. You should have asked Dave and Jo about it, but they live Rugby way now, so not about much.

P.S. Burg, the old server is back to normal, but guessing its not needded!

Edited by justinbaker on Tuesday 10th April 16:09

[The_Burg]

justinbaker said:

Would like to see that with my own eyes, a pagan statue would be remarkable.

Edited by justinbaker on Tuesday 10th April 16:09

Not sure it is Pagan now.
I'll send you details of how to find him!
(Deepest Kettering secret can't let the outsiders know)

[The_Burg]

The legend is he runs round the field 3 times every time he hears the clock chime midnight.

He is thought to have been moved here on the instructions of Ralph, Duke of Montagu from the West Front of Boughton House, in 1696, at a cost of £1.6s.4d

Someone must know something more.

Edited by The_Burg on Tuesday 10th April 19:45

[Mrs Trackside]

Found this here

Can't understand it though

W'at a t'do
By J. E. Tyler

"Wat bloomin' weather, oim fed upa rain,
Wunt th'sun ever shine agen?
Bin note but rain fer almost a week,
On topa that air roof's gotta leak.
But that ent note t'wat 'appened tother night,
Air kid went missin' an' gi' us a fright.
Ee snuck art after ee wenta bed,
Nota word t'me, or ol' man ee sez,
'Ow ee got art oi dunno, th' tike,
Ee also got olda 'is blimin bike.
Oi looked in 'is room w'en oi wenta bed,
'Ere quick, ee's gorn, t' the' ol' man oi sez.
We looked all uver 'n in artside lavy.
Th' ol' man wus shout'n, ee wus frit y'savy,
Ee tore orf up road, an got ona phone,
T' copshop come 'n banged on air door.
Sez 'as ee ever cleared orf afore,
Sez 'is friend's missin', dya know Paul?
'Is mum's gotta voice like Barnum's bull,
Allus yellin', 'n' shoutin', she enalf loud,
Oi ent loike that gel, oim a bit t'proud.
Anyway gal, they find 'em at Weekley,
Sez ees bin t'see stone moses run
Ol' man sed, oid a tuk ya in y'd arsked son.
Sez they got t'field 'n' waited a bit,
Then jus afore midnight they both got frit.
They wus foun' by a copper on 'is bike,
Ee told um, yu kent run orf jus as yer like,
Left ol' man t'punish 'im, ee sed boy, you tek 'eed,
Fer comin' two weeks you ent gooing Wicksteeds,
Air yungun roared 'is eyes art, fer every weekend,
Ee's up at Wickies, wi' a gang o' is friends.
Oi kent think ow oid manage wi'out that park,
Keeps 'im art me 'air, an ees 'appy asa lark.
Oi ent lookin' for'ard t' next two weeks,
Wi 'im mopein' 'round 'ouse givin' me cheek.
Well, m'duck, sbin nice t'seeya agen,
'Ope next time we meet it dawnt blimin' rain"

[rich 36]

""Wat bloomin' weather, oim fed upa rain,
Wunt th'sun ever shine agen?
Bin note but rain fer almost a week,
On topa that air roof's gotta leak.
But that ent note t'wat 'appened tother night,
Air kid went missin' an' gi' us a fright.
Ee snuck art after ee wenta bed,
Nota word t'me, or ol' man ee sez,
'Ow ee got art oi dunno, th' tike,
Ee also got olda 'is blimin bike.
Oi looked in 'is room w'en oi wenta bed,
'Ere quick, ee's gorn, t' the' ol' man oi sez.
We looked all uver 'n in artside lavy.
Th' ol' man wus shout'n, ee wus frit y'savy,
Ee tore orf up road, an got ona phone,
T' copshop come 'n banged on air door.
Sez 'as ee ever cleared orf afore,
Sez 'is friend's missin', dya know Paul?
'Is mum's gotta voice like Barnum's bull,
Allus yellin', 'n' shoutin', she enalf loud,
Oi ent loike that gel, oim a bit t'proud.
Anyway gal, they find 'em at Weekley,
Sez ees bin t'see stone moses run
Ol' man sed, oid a tuk ya in y'd arsked son.
Sez they got t'field 'n' waited a bit,
Then jus afore midnight they both got frit.
They wus foun' by a copper on 'is bike,
Ee told um, yu kent run orf jus as yer like,
Left ol' man t'punish 'im, ee sed boy, you tek 'eed,
Fer comin' two weeks you ent gooing Wicksteeds,
Air yungun roared 'is eyes art, fer every weekend,
Ee's up at Wickies, wi' a gang o' is friends.
Oi kent think ow oid manage wi'out that park,
Keeps 'im art me 'air, an ees 'appy asa lark.
Oi ent lookin' for'ard t' next two weeks,
Wi 'im mopein' 'round 'ouse givin' me cheek.
Well, m'duck, sbin nice t'seeya agen,
'Ope next time we meet it dawnt blimin' rain""


We ALL know your from The Eastern District,

but do you have to keep reminding us all of your roots?

[Mrs Trackside]

rich 36 said:

""Wat bloomin' weather, oim fed upa rain,
Wunt th'sun ever shine agen?
Bin note but rain fer almost a week,
On topa that air roof's gotta leak.
But that ent note t'wat 'appened tother night,
Air kid went missin' an' gi' us a fright.
Ee snuck art after ee wenta bed,
Nota word t'me, or ol' man ee sez,
'Ow ee got art oi dunno, th' tike,
Ee also got olda 'is blimin bike.
Oi looked in 'is room w'en oi wenta bed,
'Ere quick, ee's gorn, t' the' ol' man oi sez.
We looked all uver 'n in artside lavy.
Th' ol' man wus shout'n, ee wus frit y'savy,
Ee tore orf up road, an got ona phone,
T' copshop come 'n banged on air door.
Sez 'as ee ever cleared orf afore,
Sez 'is friend's missin', dya know Paul?
'Is mum's gotta voice like Barnum's bull,
Allus yellin', 'n' shoutin', she enalf loud,
Oi ent loike that gel, oim a bit t'proud.
Anyway gal, they find 'em at Weekley,
Sez ees bin t'see stone moses run
Ol' man sed, oid a tuk ya in y'd arsked son.
Sez they got t'field 'n' waited a bit,
Then jus afore midnight they both got frit.
They wus foun' by a copper on 'is bike,
Ee told um, yu kent run orf jus as yer like,
Left ol' man t'punish 'im, ee sed boy, you tek 'eed,
Fer comin' two weeks you ent gooing Wicksteeds,
Air yungun roared 'is eyes art, fer every weekend,
Ee's up at Wickies, wi' a gang o' is friends.
Oi kent think ow oid manage wi'out that park,
Keeps 'im art me 'air, an ees 'appy asa lark.
Oi ent lookin' for'ard t' next two weeks,
Wi 'im mopein' 'round 'ouse givin' me cheek.
Well, m'duck, sbin nice t'seeya agen,
'Ope next time we meet it dawnt blimin' rain""


We ALL know your from The Eastern District,

but do you have to keep reminding us all of your roots?

I don't always understand you either

[central]

A village idiot wrights _
"yu dunt stiw goo up theyer tuwotch them lot duyu ?

[rich 36]

Takesoffnukesyokelsfromorbit
Only way to be sure
Me' ducknallthat


Arghhhhh......