A walk on the mild side

Not that I’m a fan of Lou Reed but the weather today suggested this pun on the refrain of his well known song. The base temperature of 11° C (52° F) was lifted by the sunshine.

In my last post, I showed some cars parked in defiance of the red route regulations and here’s another example of unusual parking behaviour.

Vertical parking
Vertical parking

This car has been parked vertically to the pavement rather than the more usual sideways alignment. I suppose one advantage of this would be that it avoids the car being boxed in by others parking too close on either side, though there is little likelihood of such unbecoming behaviour here in genteel Claremont Square.

As it was such a pleasant day, we prolonged our walk by way of Arlington Way, a quiet street that debouches in Rosebery Avenue, next to the historic Sadler’s Wells Theatre made famous by, among others, Joseph Grimaldi.

Shakespeare’s Head
Shakespeare’s Head

In Arlington Way stands this pub, called Shakespeare’s Head, closed like all its kind and looking rather sad as a result.

New River Head Gardens
New River Head Gardens

On the corner of Arlington Way with Rosebery Avenue are these rather fine gardens. I don’t know what their official name is and I have called them the New River Head Gardens because they occupy land that was once used by the company of that name and the residential apartments, just out if sight on the right in what used to be the waterworks laboratories, also bear that name. Around here, history lies near the surface, so to speak.

Walking along in front of the theatre we found this bus standing at the stop. You might notice something peculiar about it.

No entry at the front
No entry at the front

You may spot the no-entry notice on the front door. The front doors of all buses in London have been closed to passengers to help protect drivers from infection. This has caused a problem. Whereas the three-door buses have payment card readers at all three doors, two-door buses have one only at the front next to the driver. So how do you pay on one of those buses? You don’t. You don’t pay fares on any buses in London during the crisis. I don’t know whether similar measures have been adopted in other towns.

From Rosebery Avenue we progressed to St John Street and thence to the Angel crossroads where we called on our friends at Jusaka. They have suspended their loyalty card scheme for now but kindly gave us free coffee today.

A nice cup of coffee
A nice cup of coffee

We hurried home to enjoy our coffee. I always transfer mine from the takeaway cup to a proper cup. Well, you have to keep up standards, don’t you? 🙂

Not so red route

During our walk yesterday, we saw these cars parked at the kerb in Pentonville Road.

Parked on the red route
Parked on the red route

So what? you might be tempted to ask.

The answer is that this is a red route and it is illegal to stop, let alone park, on a red route during business hours on weekdays. The owners of these vehicles obviously believe that there are minimal chances of police or traffic wardens coming by or bothering to issue a ticket.

For all I know, they may be right.

This is just one more indication of the changes in habits and behaviour brought about by the lockdown.

Tuesday and mardi

Continuing our survey of the etymology of the names of the days of the week, the first day of the week to take its name from a god and his associated planet is Tuesday, or mardi in French.

As a reminder, here are the names of this day of the week in the five languages previously discussed:

English Babylonian Anglo-Saxon Latin French
Tuesday Nergal Tiwesdæg dies Martis mardi

The Babylonian god Nergal was worshipped widely throughout ancient Mesopotamia and his symbol was the lion. He was held to be the god of death, war and destruction but, perhaps counterintuitively, his aid could be sought for protection and assistance. He shows an obvious resemblance to the Roman god Mars and the Germanic Tiw. For more information, see the Wikipedia article on Nergal.

To the Romans, the red planet represented Mars, the god of war and consequently, the patron god of the army. For more on this, see the Wikipedia article on Mars.

In Latin, the name of this god was the same as in modern English, Mars, and the genitive (possessive case) was Martis. The corresponding day of the week was therefore named dies martis or martis dies.

In the Vulgar Latin spoken in what was to become France, martis dies evolved various forms such as martedi, martes (c.f. Spanish martes) and the modern French mardi, in which the Latin origin is still easy to see.

The Germanic equivalent of the Roman Mars was Tiw, known to the Norse as Tyr. The name Tiw was probably pronounced much as we today pronounce the Tue of Tuesday.

To the Angles and Saxons, Tiw was the god of war and treaties. He also stood for justice and honour. As befits a warrior, Tiw was considered a master of swordplay. The Germanic name Tiw is related to the Greek Zeus and Tiw, like Zeus was also a sky god.

Unusually among gods, Tiw had only one hand. According to the myths, the gods banded together to bind the monstrous and evil wolf called Fenrir. They tried to do this by deception and the wolf agreed to be bound only if one of the gods placed his hand in the wolf’s mouth as a token of good faith. Tiw, the honourable, proffered his own hand but the wolf bit it off.

For more about Tiw, see the Wikipedia article on Tyr.

In Anglo-Saxon, the genitive of Tiw was Tiwes and his day was called Tiwesdæg which eventually became the modern Tuesday.