Hello my equine friends! Emma here, from the lush green pastures of Hayfield near Aberdeen. I know it's been a while since my last post, what with the relentless round of ploughing and carting supplies to the local market, but I’m determined to catch you up on everything going on in the world of horses in 1449!
I must confess, my life here in the Highlands is far removed from the glamourous world of steeds in the Southern courts, but don’t think for a minute that things are quiet or uneventful! We horses are an essential part of life here, just as we are in many parts of Europe, and I feel immensely proud of our contribution to society.
Now, for the momentous events of this year:
Royal Reigns and Stirrup-Making Shenanigans:
Oh, what a year for a bit of a royal reshuffle! King Henry VI ascended to the English throne back in 1422, a mere babe in arms, but he’s certainly stepped up his game this year. His reign was initially ruled by his uncles, but 1449 saw a shift with him finally claiming the reins of power (no pun intended!), although that doesn’t mean the court was calm and orderly. It was a period of high-strung court politics and intrigue, I tell you. It’s a good job I don’t have to worry about those goings-on, my main concern is the condition of my hooves and ensuring I get my daily dose of oats!
But what about the horses? Yes, the regal steeds are doing just fine. A great deal of activity centres on breeding programmes at court, focusing on sturdy, graceful mounts for royal processions, warfare and hunting, because those are essential aspects of life for a king, right? And all those beautifully adorned steeds are often ridden by Knights with the best training in the land. It sounds a little exhausting, but undoubtedly magnificent! I can only dream of the sumptuous silks and saddles those courtly creatures wear!
In the Scottish Highlands, we might not be sporting fine silk and gilded buckles, but our job is no less crucial. The kings and lords rely heavily on us. I recently helped move supplies for the ongoing construction of Edinburgh Castle – that was quite an undertaking! Imagine hauling massive stone blocks and lumber with dozens of other horses. Quite an adventure, but a touch tiring if I’m honest. But all in a day's work, right?
And did you know that a stirrup-making workshop just opened in Aberdeen? Yes! Imagine the number of talented blacksmiths creating bespoke stirrups for everyone. What a thrilling prospect! It is only a matter of time until my hooves get a taste of something beautifully made. Oh, I do hope I will be blessed with such an elegant pair, to match my glossy, grey coat.
Horses on the Battlefield:
1449 also brought an uptick in battles throughout the continent, I hear, mainly due to territorial disputes, like so much of history, unfortunately. The English were in the midst of the War of the Roses, but battles with France continued too. Those clashes are never easy, for humans or animals, and they don’t bring a horse’s spirit down – or should I say up. But sadly, for those involved, this year brought its share of bloodshed. I just hope we will see some peace soon.
Here in Scotland, things are comparatively calm, thankfully. Although we have to remain ever vigilant because King Henry VI has ambitions towards capturing our northern land! So, as ever, we remain prepared.
I must say, though, that in wartime, our value as working horses never diminishes. They need us for hauling weapons, carrying provisions for the troops, and even, on occasion, for transport! I’ve heard tales from weary travellers of horses racing over the fields with soldiers, a spectacle I’m yet to experience personally. Maybe next year, dear friends!
Horsepower, from the Field to the City:
My daily routine might be a bit humdrum compared to war horses, but we contribute in ways you might not imagine. We are responsible for tilling the fields that grow our precious oats. We pull carts laden with produce to markets across the region, ensuring everyone has fresh food on their tables. We deliver mail, essential news and communication throughout the kingdom. Without horses, these daily tasks would take a tremendous amount of time and manpower! I feel very important – and not just for our ability to work tirelessly.
Just a word of warning for those of you who reside in bustling city centers, like London or Edinburgh, where a growing number of us find our place. As cities grow and demand for food and transport increases, we find ourselves carrying even greater burdens on our backs and between our flanks. Our task, I tell you, becomes harder each day. But don’t despair, we remain determined.
And it's not all work and no play, dear friends! Even here in Hayfield, the villagers do enjoy themselves sometimes, indulging in the lively world of equestrian tournaments and games, especially around St. Andrews’ Day.
Oh, have you heard? This year, our annual equestrian tournament near Aberdeen was a rousing affair! Knights on horseback were pitted against each other in breathtaking displays of skill, courage, and strategy. There was a grand jousting contest where riders aimed for a shield and aimed their lances towards the target. The crowd roared with excitement, and even we horses felt the electric atmosphere.
A Look Ahead to the Future:
I do not have a crystal ball, and, frankly, no one can foresee the future, but I believe our equine role will continue to be a key aspect of life. As the years go by, I suspect we will play an even greater role in shaping society and forging our future.
And now for something fun and interesting! We horses, and, more specifically, the Grey horses in Scotland are a topic of ongoing research. They’re discovering how we’ve been influencing the local landscape, our diet and breeding. These people find us fascinating! Imagine, we horses are being studied in books, and the scholars are calling it “Equine Archaeology”!
So until next time, keep those hooves happy and healthy. I am looking forward to more fascinating insights about the past and future of the horse, so come join me next time!
*Emma, a Highland Draught Horse from Hayfield, near Aberdeen. *
