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the Hounslow Heath

Trayned Band

the evolution of an SCA household

 

Welcome to the SCA household of Hounslow Heath Trayned Band,

which used to be known as the Hounslow Heath Cooperative.

Founded on this day of Tuesday, July fifteenth, in the common year Two Thousand and Three,

By “Captain” Molly Modine

 

 

 

Hounslow Heath

In England in the 1600’s the most dangerous place to travel around the English countryside, was the area of Hounslow Heath.

For it was well known that Highwaymen and women, populated the area in abundance. At the time, there was no such thing as mounted police, not until the late 1700’s. So people had to watch out for themselves, hire guards and bounty hunters more commonly known as Thief Takers, or formed Trayned Bands. 

 

Household Qualifications

You must be able to be loyal to the Crown. If your background is a bit on the shady side of things, that’s okay for we all were that way at some point in life, it happens. But then if you hang around us long enough, you’ll see the goodness in being good. *smirks*

 

Household Motto

“With the Horse and By the Blade”

 

Household Oath*

(*Original passage by Thomas Wilmot. Adapted later by Captain Alexander Smith – 1719)

 

I. I swear by the head and soul of our Captain, to be obedient to all her commands.

II. To be faithful to my companions in all their designs and attempts.

III. To be always present at such meetings as the Captain shall appoint, here or in any other place, except her leave to the contrary.

IV. To be ready at all hours by day and by night, upon call or notice.

V. Never to desert my companions in any danger or otherwise, to the last breath.

VI. Never to fly from an equal number of opposers, but rather die courageously fighting on the place.

VII. To help one another, whether taken, imprisoned, in sickness or any other distress.

VIII. Never to leave, if possibly I can bring it off, any of my companions' bodies, wounded or dead, behind me, to fall into enemies' hands.

IX. To confess nothing, if taken; or ever to discover the abodes and residences of my accomplices, though put to the punishment of death itself.

And this oath, when I break in the least title may the greatest plagues and Dtion seize me here and hereafter.

 

Household Members

Coming soon … learn a bit about who we are. (this page is under construction soon will have photos and bios)

Lady Captain Molly Modine, Lady Phoenix the Wire Weaver, Lady Yevee of Hounslow, Miles, Shona, Bart Archer,

Katherine, Elizabeth, Giotto, Johannes, Roland Fergusen.

 

Household Song

Here is the start to our song, created by Yevee of Hounslow. A filk, sung to the tune of Camptown Races.

 

Hounslow Fighters sing this song, do da do da

We're Hounslow Heath; we’re marching on, all the do dah day

 

We're gonna fight all night we’re gonna fight all day

We're on the field charging forth, Die! Or get out of our way

 

Hounslow Heath is a Trayned Bande, do da do da

A noble militia 10 man band, all the do dah day

 

We're gonna fight all night we’re gonna fight all day

We're on the field charging forth, Die! Or get out of our way

 

Hounslow Heath has a Baggage Bande, do da do da

Our loyal helpers lend a hand, all the do dah day

 

We're gonna fight all night we’re gonna fight all day

We're on the field charging forth, Die! Or get out of our way

 

We’re marching on to victory, do da do da

We’re marching out of history, all the do dah day

 

We're gonna fight all night we’re gonna fight all day

We're on the field charging forth, Die! Or get out of our way

 

Our Captain has a scarf of black, do da do da

Of chivalry she does not lack, all the do dah day

 

We're gonna fight all night we’re gonna fight all day

We're on the field charging forth, Die! Or get out of our way

 

Of a lieutenant we are in need, do da do da

A good person the rest will heed, all the do dah day

 

We're gonna fight all night we’re gonna fight all day

We're on the field charging forth, Die! Or get out of our way

 

Our Heath's Huntsman will feed us all, do da do da

When we feast in our great hall, all the do dah day

 

We're gonna fight all night we’re gonna fight all day

We're on the field charging forth, Die! Or get out of our way

 

Our Household Healer will keep us well, do da do da

Even if she needs a witches spell, all the do dah day

 

We're gonna fight all night we’re gonna fight all day

We're on the field charging forth, Die! Or get out of our way

 

We came in search of victory, do da do da

We’re marching out of history, all the do dah da

 

 

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