Spotted (h/t) in a 1994 Jonathan Meades/David Turnbull thing about British atavism and the architecture of beer, Where the Other Half Lives, at around 05:40:
Rules of the Tavern
4 pence a night for bed
6 pence with pot luck
2 pence for horsekeeping
No more than five to sleep in one bed
No boots to be worn in bed
No razor grinders or tinkers taken in
No dogs allowed in the kitchen
Organ grinders to sleep in the wash house
Lemuel Cox’s Inn
I wonder which pub it was hung in, and whether it has survived the subsequent transformation of British pubs into flats and fast-food joints (with wine racks) for the lumpen gig-oisie. It is one of a range of quasi-antique, kind-of-humorous pub and bar signs which I thought originated with cheap publishing in 1990s’ England, but which an Ebay listing suggests were mass-produced by Yorkraft in Pennsylvania in the 1960s:
I don’t think the sign would fool any British drinker above a certain age, but perhaps Americans are more trusting of proto-distressed Bohemianism. One writes, of the Jean Bonnet Tavern, Bedford, PA:
In the lower photos, the year of original construction, 1762, is celebrated in stained glass and the tavern’s original rules remain on display… I could hear the imagined sounds of a horse whinnying as a weary travel dismounted and clomped his way through a thick wooden door, content to have whatever was on the menu that cold night and happy for a place to rest his weary soul… In an upstairs hallway I found the sign (pictured right) which had the rule, “No Razor Grinders or Tinkers taken in.” I emailed co-owner Melissa Jacobs for an explanation and in her friendly response, she described “Tinkers” as “…traveling persons of questionable reputation”, and, Razor Grinders “…would come and sharpen knives and blades. I assume they were a rather unsavory bunch as well.” Thanks Melissa!
All rather delicious, but perhaps Melissa quietly blushed.
The next step is obviously a Pythonesque crusade against Blatant Anti-Tinkerism, in St Alban’s in the McDonald Valley, or wherever. In Analyzing and Writing with Primary Sources Wendy Conklin is clearly believes that this tacky authenticity furnishing is an ancient primary source and that it may have been a hate crime:
- Based on this poster, what would it be like to stay in this inn?
You could eat there and store your horses if you have them. You might have to share a bed with other people, but your boots would have to be taken off while sleeping. Your dog would have to stay outside of the kitchen.
- Discrimination is when a person or group is treated differently. Who is discriminated against at this inn? Give reasons for your answers.
Razor grinders and tinkers because they are not allowed to stay there and organ grinders are made to sleep in the wash house.
The moderately well-known Lemuel Cox (1736-1806) was a bridge-builder and inventor, not a man who owned or gave his name to taverns, but perhaps systems were attributed to him in the 1960s in the way children are to Stoke City’s Saido Berahino this week.
My organ-grinder-dom has never reduced me or my gambolling business partner to sleeping in the wash-house, but the trend towards cashless gastropubs may yet deny man and monkey one of the great pleasures of modern civilisation.
Here’s Wendy on Applying Differentiation Strategies:
So much to watch, so little time.
- When monkeys replaced children
From an 1854 report of the New York Children’s Aid Society on an Italian school: There is going on a certain change
- Where did Petersburg’s organ-grinders go in winter?
I fear only some of them migrated with the swallows. Featuring Boris Sadovskoy, Yuri Norstein, Aleksey Batalov, Rolan Bykov and Gogol.
- Organ grinders and monkey and marmot migration
Any proto-ecologists don’t seem to have cared very much.
- Elegía definitiva a Grexorbitante / Definitive elegy to Grexorbitant
Lenny Kravitz, “It ain’t over till it’s over,” specially adapted for my good friend Mariano Rajoy.
- Dos entrevistas con organilleros
Un italiano en Boston College en 1937, y un chileno con organillo falso en 2011.