Rapus de Peuenese

I am the Martlet of the Rapus de Peuenese, from my base in the Villat’ de Hayllesham. A restlessness to experience, to know the land, to understand.


Riding 100 in the hundr’ – Hundr’ de Estburne, Hundr’ de Wylyndon, Hundr’ de Faxebergh, Hundr’ de Landebregg, Hundr’ de Tottenore, Hundr’ de Sepelake, Hundr’ de Thylle, Dimid’ Hundr’ de Myddelton, Dimid’ Hundr’ de Alsiston, Hundr’ de Estgrenestede, Burgus de Grenstede, Seford, Hundr’ de Lockesfeld – districts and villages with archaic names, now known as something vaguely similar as language changes.

Our Norman Castle now ruins – built within the ramparts of the Roman ‘Saxon Shore’ fort – the culture of England dramatically changed on that day the Normans came; poor Harold.

Boggy marshes on the south east corner; chalky grass ridges and coombes heading west, cut off at the sea, with steep bostals facing north looking towards what is now the Weald, still heavily wooded; this is the landscape that I know best and cannot leave.

Rapus de Peuenese

Further Works:

British History – The Rape of Pevensey

Beak> I Know

*map source Sussex Administrative Map 1832