So who knows what trugs are?
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Philip,
The trug (fine name) - another coppiced product, usually made from sweet chestnut in Blighty. The French are still great makers and users of trugs also.
The ladywife has an allotment trug, bigger than all them that the blokey showed in his video and used to cart long, green stuff like leeks.
There is the related swill basket style, as you may know. This is made of oak....
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So, have you bought a coppice wood in Kiwistan then? Perhaps you have caught an Underhill-type meme. I have a-one of those hats if you like; but no Prince Charles poster nor even one of Queenie.
Lataxe, who has made swills hisself but not trugs.
PS Has a certain Blighty WW magazine hit your doormat yet? There are 23 more to come after that one. That jag insisted I order up the subscription. :-)
Whoa! Being a transplanted Missourian in Oklahoma, I'm though that I could translate almost anything spoken in the Kings English ( or something that resembles it), But Lataxe my friend, you lost me as the Okies say... at the get- go. Whatever you said sounds kind of like "a pig stuck under a gate".(another Okie euphemism) Help me out here, my cross pond cousin. What in the world did you say!
Wood,
I see that you have not kept up with modern Anglish despite Queenie sending missionaries for that very purpose, from time to time, out to your colony. Perhaps the only answer is a smal gunboat, to take the colony back under our wing, whence we can establish proper skools that don't just teach marketing, business larcency, media-lying and similar.
Lataxe, a speaker of The Queenie's Anglish (and also some other dialects).
Lataxe,
I thought the Trugs were one of them Brit rock-n-roll bands back in the sixties, yeh?
Ray, who has swilled, but has no swill.
Were you thinking of the Trogs?
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Men will never be free until the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest.~ Denis Diderot
Don,
I believe Ray is gettin' confused between The Trogs and The Incredible String Band. (Confusion was a feature of the sixties, as you know). The latter did wear trugs as hats, from time to time; hence their infamous ditty "All Around My Trug" sung in "drone" which requires only two notes, a bad head cold and a finger in the ear to pack the wax in even more tightly so you can't hear yoursen droning.
Personally I listened to Captain Beefheart, Love (with Arthurlee) and The Doors. I thinkI may have been a fashion-victim though, as I really preferred Astrid Gilberto and The Beach Boys.
Lataxe, a thing of the sixties, in many ways.
L,
I was just tuggin yer trug a bit.
String bands, uhh huh. Duelin' banjers...
Twang,
Ray
p s to add: Astrid Gilberto...ahhh.
Lataxe..
1960's Music UK..
Lonnie Donegan
http://www.bbc.co.uk/cult/ilove/years/1960/music2.shtml
Ok so I'm a nut. I like me as I am!
And I just loved Running Bear by Jhonny Preston for some reason.
And then there were the Everly Brothers!
OK and Elvis.. My wife loved him for some reason...
Edited 3/16/2009 9:58 pm by WillGeorge
don,
You say trogs, I say trugs; tomahto, tomayto.
Ray
Lataxe: I spent twelve years toiling in the learning centers of the good Sisters of the Sacred Heart and the disciplined halls of the Christian Brothers. Believe me, one spoke their brand of the King's English or else incurred the whack of the ruler or the back of the hand. I still can't put my suitcase in the "boot" of the car or use other such cross pond terms. But as I said before, my education prepared me wonderfully for the 11th Century. That is why I have constructed houses and other things and have been peddling the devils brew for the last 30 yrs. Remember: do what you like.
But I grew up among Germans and south Georgians so my command of the tongue of the Empire has diminished somewhat. Still I like to hear you speak in that quaint patois from long ago. Keep it up
Here's an Okie expression I learned on the oil rigs in the North Sea, where there were a few Okies: "happy as ten dead hawgs in the sunshine"-is it still current?Philip Marcou
Philip,
I have had to point out to them American lads, more than once, that a dead pig has no mind-state of any kind - unless they believe that the porkers, being so like us in so many ways, have souls. (This throws an unfortunate light on the Marines predeliction for "long pig" when they are feeling reet hungry in the jungle, incidentally).
Of course souls too are an illusion so this is really no help in determining whether the hawgs are happy, sad, mad or just plain deed albeit with a healthy tan if they are in that sunshine. Personally I have never seen a dead 'un exhibit any sign of a mind-state, although this does not mean that one might not do so in the future, a la black swan paradigm.
However, I would not want to be haunted by all the porkrs I have et in the form of roasts, sausage, smoked back-bacon and a whole host of other fud-forms.
There are some pictures of cherubim that look remarkably pig-like - but I had put this down to the Georgian association between "plump" and "healthy", which was probably just to make King Geordie feel better about hisself.
But I digress.
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Now, I need to understand the full meaning of "hawg heaven". Who can oblige with a full etymology and semantic discursion?
Lataxe, who mostly studies pigs with a knife & fork and does like a well-tanned one (crackling is terribly tasty).
Lataxe,
Hog heaven: Phrase combining a tip of the hat to porcine gustatory habits (eating like a pig, hogging their food, etc), with a paradisical state of being surrounded by all one's desires; hog heaven is a circumstance of having more food within reach than one could possibly eat. "Look at that dining table. I'm in hog heaven!" Happier than a hog in slop, so to speak. Not to be confused with eating "high on the hog", a reference to having access to meat from the loin in lieu of fatter belly meat.
"Want a piece of this bacon?"
"Naw, I don't dig on swine."
"Why not, you Jewish or something?"
"No, a hog's a filthy animal. I won't eat an animal that lays around in its own filth."
"But, pork chops taste good, bacon tastes good."
"Well, sewer rat might taste like pumpkin pie, but I'll never know, 'cause I'll never eat the filthy m-f-er." (Pulp Fiction)
Ray, from the home of Virginia ham
If most people saw meat processing, we would have a major increase in vegetarians, but I still eat most all meats very heartily and enjoy it.
Three things that you should never seen made: laws, sausage and spec houses.
That's interesting about the three things one should never see made. I had the opportunity to watch hot dogs being made when I was about 12. It was probably 40 years before I'd eat one.
W,
I ws a vegetarian for about 25 years. I didnae care for that factory farming, which is cruel and produces sludge-meat.
Happily we now have proper farmers locally who keep their beasts well in natchl outdoor conditions, feed them proper grub and take them to the local abbatoir for murdering, where there is a quick and painless process - no hours of transport or standing round smelling death for days.
There is also a local butcher who is also a farmer (piggies). He keeps the photos of his latest porkers in the shop window. One may go and see the live pig, happy as an ole phart on a motorsickle, then go to see it murdered, as well as turned into the sausages and such. None of that nasty mechanically-recovered meat from long-dead torture victims in my sausages! And I don't mind a bit of eyelid; or even the bits from the other end.
Strangely, the sausages, chops, bacon and roasts cost less then those items in a supermarket. So much for the efficiencies of mass production. I believe there are 27 middlemen involved in supermarket meat, not to mention the air freight from South America.
Lataxe, agin the needless torture of poor beasts.
Lataxe, agin the needless torture of poor beasts.
And yet, you write post after post.
Haha
Ray, poor beast
Oh Yeah. And how about: "She was squealin like a pig stuck under a gate" Being a transplanted Missouri hillbilly I though that I had heard em all. Au contrair, the Okies are far deeper into hillbilliy than any Ozarks native. My wife is from NW Arkansas and she is far move civilized than I. Oh and by the way Phillip, as you have probably found out; saying Okies on an oil rig is almost redundant! Have a great weekend. I'm heading for the shop and turning on the heater to get "warmer than two rats screwing in a sweat sock"
Hey look! it's Roy Underhill with a funny accent.....;-)
Twin sons of different mothers...Tom"Notice that at no time do my fingers leave my hand"
PHILIP, THOSE TRUGS ARE LOVELY as well as the rest of Oamaru. I spent all of breakfast time looking at the wonderful people and sites in the videos. Thanks for sharing.
Is there any source for templets and techniques for trugs, perhaps like John Wilson's Shaker Oval Boxes? I have made many dozens of those for sale and gifts and would like to give them a proper try. Thanks again, Paddy
BTW, in that video of your football it looks like a New York gang war but with referees. Do many expire?
edit typo---dumb again
Edited 3/7/2009 7:13 pm ET by PADDYDAHAT
Paddy,
I haven't been down to that part of the country yet, and I agree that Bill's trugs are neat.
I have corresponded with Bill a bit as he bought a plane that I fixed up . I am sure if you contacted him he would be happy to answer your questions. Here is his e mail:[email protected]; .
Football: I am not a follower of either that sport or the one involving curved balls but I think some should expire on the scene .Philip Marcou
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