Port of London

Eventually, the British Navy began to supply its sailors with limes, which were grown by British-owned colonies and therefore cheaper than lemons, which is why members of the British Navy are known as limies.

It may have taken a while and a few reminders that voyages without vitamin C-containing foods would, again, lead to scurvy, but the practice became so essential that the Board of Trade in the Port of London actually appointed doctors from the Seafarers Hospital Society to a position known as the Inspector of the Lime Juice.

Such long voyages didn't just reveal nutritional deficiencies.

They also revealed the bonds of camaraderie, bonds that maybe have been exaggerated in pop culture.

Though we have no express record, we have indirect testimony that Chaucer's Genoese mission was discharged satisfactorily.

For on the 23rd of April 1374, Edward III grants at Windsor to the poet by the title of Our Beloved Squire, Dilecto Armigero Nostro Unum Sicar Vini, one pitcher of wine daily, to be perceived in the port of London, a grant which on the analogy of more modern usage might be held equivalent to Chaucer's appointment as poet laureate.

When we find that soon afterwards the grant was commuted for a money payment of 20 marks per annum, we need not conclude that Chaucer's circumstances were poor, for it may be easily supposed that the daily perception of such an article of income was attended with considerable prosaic inconvenience.

A permanent provision for Chaucer was made on the 8th of June 1374, when he was appointed controller of the customs in the port of London, for the lucrative imports of wools, skins or wool fells and tanned hides, on condition that he should fulfill the duties of that office in person and not by deputy, and should write out the accounts with his own hand.

We have what seems evidence of Chaucer's compliance with these terms in The House of Fame, where, in the mouth of the eagle, the poet describes himself when he has finished his labor and made his reckonings as not seeking rest and news in social intercourse, but going home to his own house, and there, all so dumb as any stone, sitting at another book until his look is dazed.

And again, in the record that in thirteen seventy-six, he received a grant of seven hundred thirty-one pounds, four shillings, sixpence, the amount of a fine levied on one John Kent, whom Chaucer's vigilance had frustrated in the attempt to ship a quantity of wool for Dordrecht without paying the duty.

And thus it is not impossible that political differences may have weakened the old bonds of personal friendship and poetic esteem.

Returning from Lombardy early in 1379, Chaucer seems to have been again sent abroad, for the records exhibit no trace of him between May and December of that year.

A Saturday night, to be exact.

Holmes, overcome with the restless energy which sometimes burned inside him like a seething volcano, had insisted on a visit to the Port of London, the Chinese section of it that is so often referred to in tones of awe and terror as Limehouse.

We had just turned off West India Dock Road.

Against the sky rose Limehouse Church, The one thing of beauty in a sordid landscape.

And they would step out.

This is recorded at the Port of London.

step onto the port and be slain in the spirit no one there no minister nothing a sovereign move of god that's weird though because the holy spirit left hey man orthodoxy doesn't agree with you scripture doesn't agree with you and and church history doesn't agree with you like here's the thing that sometimes gets me in trouble is people like no you need to present all the arguments and be really kind to everyone yeah i'll be kind but i think you're wrong And it's not rude of me to say that.

And it doesn't change my love or affection for someone.

This Mediterranean pottery

Why is it being used on the port? I mean, you don't get champagne bottles being opened in the Port of London, do you? I mean, that happens somewhere else.

Certainly, I think that this activity must be associated with the social elite.

These presumably would be the people who were here undertaking trade, using it as a meeting place to meet and exchange news and ideas.

Though we have no express record, we have indirect testimony that Chaucer's Genoese mission was discharged satisfactorily.

For on the 23rd of April 1374, Edward III grants at Windsor to the poet by the title of Our Beloved Squire, Dilecto Armigero Nostro Unum Sicar Vini, one pitcher of wine daily, to be perceived in the port of London, a grant which on the analogy of more modern usage might be held equivalent to Chaucer's appointment as poet laureate.

When we find that soon afterwards the grant was commuted for a money payment of twenty marks per annum, we need not conclude that Chaucer's circumstances were poor, for it may be easily supposed that the daily perception of such an article of income was attended with considerable prosaic inconvenience.

A permanent provision for Chaucer was made on the 8th of June, 1374, when he was appointed controller of the customs in the port of London, for the lucrative imports of wools, skins, or wool-fells and tanned hides, on condition that he should fulfil the duties of that office in person, and not by deputy, and should write out the accounts with his own hand.

We have what seems evidence of Chaucer's compliance with these terms in The House of Fame, where, in the mouth of the eagle, the poet describes himself when he has finished his labour and made his reckonings as not seeking rest and news in social intercourse, but going home to his own house, and there, all so dumb as any stone, sitting at another book, until his look is dazed, and again, in the record that in 1376 he received a grant of £731, four shillings sixpence, the amount of a fine levied on one John Kent, whom Chaucer's vigilance had frustrated in the attempt to ship a quantity of wool for Dordrecht without paying the duty, the seemingly derogatory condition that the controller should write out the accounts or rolls, rotulus, of the office with his own hand, appears to have been designed or treated as merely formal.

No records in Chaucer's handwriting are known to exist.

And thus it is not impossible that political differences may have weakened the old bonds of personal friendship and poetic esteem.

Returning from Lombardy early in 1379, Chaucer seems to have been again sent abroad for the records exhibit no trace of him between May and December of that year.

Well, to begin at the beginning, it was a cold wet November night, a Saturday night to be exact.

[suspenseful music] Holmes overcome with the restless energy which sometimes burned inside him like a seething volcano had insisted on a visit to the Port of London, the Chinese section of it that is so often referred to in tones of awe and terror as Limehouse.We had, uh, just turned off West India Dock Road.

Against the sky rose Limehouse Church, the one thing of beauty in a sordid landscape.

Yellow and brown men pattered by on slippered feet.

The port is full of bustle and business.

The Book of Things Forgotten narrates that the ship in which Cook offered his services was ready for sea, that he was taken on board as ship's boy and proved himself during the voyage to London Port and home.

A lad of quick parts and great activity, insomuch that the rope's end was seldom required to start him, and the mate, though a choleric person, found it unnecessary to cuff the boy unless he was actually within reach.

Further, that this officer interested himself, being of a generous and humane disposition, in the boy, and advised him to get bound to the owners of the ship for a term of years, holding out his own remarkable rise from the position of apprentice to be mate or first lieutenant of the collier.

What then? I searched the Dundee records, and when I found that the bark lone star was there in January 85, my suspicion became a certainty.

I then inquired as to the vessels which lay at present in the Port of London.

Yes? The lone star had arrived here last week.

I went down to the Albert Dock and found that she had been taken down the river by the early tide this morning, homeward bound to Savannah.