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ltwilliammowett · 4 months
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Cock up Crew
In port, the merchant ship's cock up crew had to slew the (horizontal) yard arms inboard, and brace them neatly so that they did not interfere with another ship's rigging, or any dock equipment. This had to be done before the crew was allowed ashore. The yards were neatly turned up (cocked up or cockbilled) so that they lay at an upward angle to the masts. However, yards are said to be scandalized (Latin scandalum, a cause of offence) when they are cocked up. Yards were cocked up in a mark of respect to a dead crew member or on Good Friday as a show of sorrow.
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curarems · 10 months
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Vimes hears nice music and his first thought is 'must tell wife. wife likes music'. And he sprints to get her. He doesn't stop to think. He interrupts her afternoon gossip circle. He is vibrating as he waits for her to come. His head pulled out a huge flashing sign with 'wife's special interest!!! she would like this!!!' and that was it for him
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aeshnacyanea2000 · 6 months
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He could hear his granny speaking. ‘No one’s too poor to buy soap.’ Of course, many people were. But in Cockbill Street they bought soap just the same. The table might not have any food on it but, by gods, it was well scrubbed. That was Cockbill Street, where what you mainly ate was your pride.
-- Terry Pratchett - Feet Of Clay
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coffincoitus · 10 months
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"passing" as an english understander is so funny bc then I'll be reading something with very specific sailing terms for instance and it might as well be chinese
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dimity-lawn · 1 year
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Why does Vimes being short seem to come as a surprise to some people?
Remember that not only is he called Vetinari's Terrier (terriers tend to be small dogs), but in The Fifth Elephant, Vimes initially fails to recognize the irony during a rant in which he mentions "Eight-stone" (112 lb. or 50.8 kg) fighters and uses the term "bantamweight". Even if his genetics would have allowed him to be taller, his background does not support the idea of him being anything but short.
Sam Vimes grew up not just in the Shades, but on Cockbill Street, a place where people couldn't afford to eat regularly. He and his mother probably faced hunger more frequently than some of their neighbors (though perhaps not as frequently as larger families) because Mrs. Vimes wouldn't accept money that was made immorally and because she was a single mother who didn't have the income of a husband to help cover expenses.
Consider how, in Night Watch, Vimes (as Keel) was shocked to see how skinny his younger self was, and that his younger self said that he joined the watch because a friend had told him that there was free food, a uniform, and that he could occasionally make an extra dollar. This shows a surprising difference between adult and young Vimes: with his adult and soon-to-be-father self being taken aback by the sorry sight of himself as a kid as well as his younger self openly and readily talking to a near stranger about how, at 17 years old, he's just now starting to get a sense of food security. Furthermore, in Guards!Guards!, it is stated that "He couldn't help remembering how much he'd wanted a puppy when he was a little boy. Mind you, they'd been starving - anything with meat on it would have done", which shows the extent of the hunger he faced in his youth.
Sam Vimes isn't someone of an average height that seems short simply because he spends so much time around tall people (such as Carrot, Sybil, and Vetinari), he is short. Vimes grew up without access to healthy or adequate quantities of food, therefore his growth was stunted by malnourishment, which likely means that he would be below the average height of a human citizen of Ankh-Morpork.
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helenvader · 1 month
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I am not that thrilled about the football plot of Unseen Academicals, but there are so many gems in the book. Here we have Lord Veterinary 🤣 who did his homework on the subject at hand so well that it makes everybody speechless (no news), and the last part is just... glorious.
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At which point someone tried to slap Vetinari on the back. It happened with remarkable speed and ended possibly even faster than it began, with Vetinari still seated in his chair with his beer mug in one hand and the man’s wrist gripped tightly at head height. He let go and said, ‘Can I help you, sir?’
‘You’re that Lord Veterinary, ain’t ya? I seed you on them postage stamps.’
Ridcully glanced up. Some of Lord Vetinari’s clerks were briskly heading towards them, along with some of the slurred speaker’s friends, who could be defined at this point as people who were slightly more sober than he was and right now were sobering up very, very fast, because when you have just slapped a tyrant on the back you need all the friends you can get. Vetinari nodded at his gentlemen, who evaporated back into the crowd, and then he snapped his fingers at one of the waiters.
‘A chair here, please, for my new friend.’
‘Are you sure?’ said Ridcully, as a chair was pushed under the man who, by happy coincidence, was falling backwards in any case.
‘I mean,’ said the man, ‘everary one saysh you’re a bit of a wnacker, but I saysh you’re awright over thish football fing. ’Sno future in jus’ shlogging away. I should know, I got kicked inna head quite a few times.’
‘Really?’ said Lord Vetinari.
‘And what is your name?’
‘Swithin, shir,’ said the man.
‘Any other name, by any chance?’ said Vetinari.
‘Dustworthy,’ he said. He raised a finger in a kind of salute. ‘Captain, the Cockbill Boars.’
‘Ah, you aren’t having a good season,’ said Vetinari. ‘You need fresh blood in the squad, especially since Jimmy Wilkins got put into the Tanty after eating someone’s nose. Naphill walked all over you because you lost your backbone when both of the Pinchpenny brothers were taken to the Lady Sybil, and you’ve been stuck down in the mud for three seasons. Okay, everyone says that Harry Capstick is making a very good showing since you bought him from Treacle Mine Tuesday for two crates of Winkle’s Old Peculiar and a sack of pork scratchings, which is not bad for a man with a wooden leg, but there’s never anyone in support.’
A circle of silence spread outwards from Vetinari and the swaying Swithin. Ridcully’s mouth had dropped open and Henry’s brandy glass remained half empty, an unusual occurrence for a glass that’s been in the hands of a wizard for more than fifteen seconds.
‘Also, I’m hearing that your pies are leaving a lot to be desired, such as dead, cooked, organic content,’ continued Vetinari. ‘Can’t get the Shove behind you when the pies are seen to walk about.’
‘My ladsh,’ said Swithin, ‘are the besht there ish. It’sh not their fault they’re up againsht better people. They never getsh a chance to play shomeone they can beat. They alwaysh gives it one hundred and twenty pershent and you can’t give more than that. Anyhow, how come you know all this shtuff ? It’s not like we’re big in the league.’
‘Oh, I take an interest,’ said Vetinari. ‘I believe that football is a lot like life.’
‘There ish that, shir, there ish that. You does your besht and then shomeone kicksh you inna fork.’
‘Then I strongly advise you to take an interest in our new football,’ said Vetinari, ‘which will be about speed, skill and thinking.’
‘Oh, yeah, right, I can do all them,’ said Swithin, at which point he fell off his chair.
‘Does this poor man have any friends here?’ said Vetinari, turning to the crowd.
There was some diffidence among them concerning whether or not it was a good idea to be friends with Swithin at this point.
Vetinari raised his voice: ‘I would just like a couple of people to take him back to his home. I would like them to put him to bed and see that no trouble comes to him. Perhaps they ought to stay with him until morning too, because he just might try to commit suicide when he wakes up.’
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old-stoneface · 8 months
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the unbelievable tragedy of feet of clay drives me nuts. every time im just consumed by the plight of the golems and what dorfl says to carrot when hes asked what he wants.... he says "respite" .. idk man i really get so fucked up over it. and when vimes goes to the funeral in cockbill street . (horse image) man
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me3dia · 7 months
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"Can't do that, sir. You've got to support your team, sir." "But you just said they weren't doing well." "That's when you support your team, sir. Otherwise you're a numper." "A numper being . . . ?" said Ridcully. "He's someone who's all cheering when things are going well, and then runs off to another team when there's a losing streak. They always shouts the loudest." "So you support the same team all your life?" "Well, if you move away it's okay to change. No one will mind much unless you go to a real enemy." She looked at their puzzled expressions, sighed and went on: "Like Naphill United and the Whoppers, or Dolly Sisters and Dimwell Old Pals, or the Pigsty Hill Pork Packers and the Cockbill Boars. You know?"
— Terry Pratchett, Unseen Academicals
If that last example of team rivalries isn't an allusion to the Green Bay Packers and Chicago Bears, I'll eat my pointy hat.
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ltwilliammowett · 6 months
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Hello, I remember you posting about masts of a ship being put in a particular cross-like position for the purposes of mourning but can't find said post
Can you help me find it if it's not much bother?
I don't mind. Here you go
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joomju · 4 months
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Unlike the Shades, though, Cockbill Street was clean, with the haunting, empty cleanliness you get when people can't afford to waste dirt. For Cockbill Street was where people lived who were worse than poor, because they didn't know how poor they were. If you asked them they would probably say something like "mustn't grumble' or 'we've always kept uz heads above water and we don't owe nobody nowt'.
He could hear his granny speaking. 'No one's too poor to buy soap.' Of course, many people were. But in Cockbill Street they bought soap just the same. The table might not have any food on it but, by gods, it was well scrubbed. That was Cockbill Street, where what you ate mainly was your pride.
What a mess the world was in, Vimes reflected. Constable Visit had told him the meek would inherit it, and what had the poor devils done to deserve that?
Cockbill Street people would stand aside to let the meek through. For what kept them in Cockbill Street, mentally and physically, was their vague comprehension that there were rules. And they went through life filled with a quiet, distracted dread that they weren't quite obeying them.
People said that there was one law for the rich and one law for the poor, but it wasn't true. There was no law for those who made the law, and no law for the incorrigibly lawless. All the laws and rules were for those people stupid enough to think like Cockbill Street people.
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curarems · 10 months
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Thought of the day: Vimes and Vetinari were both raised by a band of women.
There's Madam Meserole herself, as well as there being no way she didn't have other women over all the time. (It's a matter of much speculation whether that was to fuck nasty or to plan overthrowing a government)
There's Margolotta, who, while not having a hand in raising Vetinari, absolutely had a hand in influencing him.
One of his first tyrannical acts was giving rights to sex workers. He and Rosie Palm are secret besties. He and Sybil are besties. This man grew up around women and is the rare male specimen who understands how they work without going into an instant panic mode.
Vimes doesn't understand how women work, but he cares for them all the same. Vimes, raised by a single mother, father dead. You can bet all the women on Cockbill Street were involved in his upbringing in one way or another. When Mrs Easy dies, Carrot, who knows everyone, doesn't know who she was; but Vimes does – Mrs Easy, she lived on his street, big family. To him, she is a fact of life, a staple in Ankh-Morpork.
And... Well. Widows and Orphans fund had to have come from somewhere. Let's say, growing up poor, surrounded by women who had trouble finding well-paying respectable jobs, women who can't make ends meet.
i. e., Vetinari and Vimes both grew up seeing women's struggles in society and set up to make life easier for them
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aeshnacyanea2000 · 1 year
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The gods had made the people of Cockbill Street poor, honest and provident, Vimes reflected. They might as well have hung signs saying ‘Kick me’ on their backs and had done with it.
Terry Pratchett - Feet Of Clay
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I've finally finished Feet of Clay and I am losing my mind over how GOOD this book is, how many incredible quotes there are, like
'The candles killed two other people, ' said Carrot.
Carry started to panic again. 'Who?'
'An old lady and a baby in Cockbill Street.'
'Were they important?' said Carry
Carrot nodded to himself. 'I was almost feeling sorry for you, ' he said. 'Right up to that point.'
LIKE?????? THE WHOLE POINT OF THE STORY IN ONE EXCHANGE. THE CONSTANG PRATCHETT THESIS THAT EVERYONE IS IMPORTANT. NO PEOPLE ARE "LESSER" THAN OTHER PEOPLE AND THEY ARE MORE IMPORTANT THAN THINGS AND IT FELT LIKE SUCH A "SAYING THE QUIET PART OUT LOUD" MOMENT AND I AM SCREAMING
And Vetinari??? Having already figured out that it was the candles???!? But he didn't want to spoil Vimes' fun because he's his FRIEND!?!?!?
And the exchange with Drumknott, Vetinari rather thinks he did invent Vimes, oh my Lord. I love that quote and I forgot it was in this book
And this book is the introduction of Cheery/Cheri, my beloved, and she and Angua becoming friends, and Carrot beginning to unlearn his cultural... transphobia, for lack of a better word
And like, I adore Angua, she's always been one of my favourite Discworld women, but in rereading the Watch books, I'd forgotten how fatalistic she is about being in Ankh-Morpork and having a life there and being with Carrot and i'm like Angua. Darling. Make it work. I've read ahead in the timeline, I know you stay, quit being pessimistic
Anyway, I'm feeling a little emotional rn, as I always do after finishing a Discworld book, and I think (as I work through Steven Brust's first three Jhereg books and also Mercedes Lackey's Arrows trilogy again) I'm going to start either The Truth next or maybe Jingo?
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