{"id":47613,"date":"2014-03-01T00:09:59","date_gmt":"2014-03-01T08:09:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/?p=47613"},"modified":"2014-03-01T00:09:59","modified_gmt":"2014-03-01T08:09:59","slug":"knocker-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/47613","title":{"rendered":"Knocker Up?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\t\t\t\tAh, the sounds of morning &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Birds singing,<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_47642\" style=\"width: 510px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-47642\" class=\"wp-image  wp-image-47642 \" alt=\"Photo by Brian Robert Marshall via Wikimedia Commons\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Song_thrush_near_Faringdon_Folly_-_geograph.org_.uk_-_682555.jpg\" width=\"500\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-47642\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Photo by Brian Robert Marshall via Wikimedia Commons<\/p><\/div>\n<p>tea kettle pouring,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_47641\" style=\"width: 510px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-47641\" class=\"wp-image  wp-image-47641 \" alt=\"Photo by Patrick George via Wikimedia Commons\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Black_tea.jpg\" width=\"500\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Black_tea.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Black_tea-768x576.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-47641\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Photo by Patrick George via Wikimedia Commons<\/p><\/div>\n<p>and the pelting of peas upon windowpanes.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_47640\" style=\"width: 510px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-47640\" class=\"wp-image  wp-image-47640 \" alt=\"Photo by Parvathisri via Wikimedia Commons\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Green_peas-1.jpg\" width=\"500\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Green_peas-1.jpg 798w, https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Green_peas-1-768x577.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 798px) 100vw, 798px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-47640\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Photo by Parvathisri via Wikimedia Commons<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Curious?<\/p>\n<p>I thought you might be.<\/p>\n<p>Pea pelting was the work of &#8220;knocker ups&#8221; in England and Ireland before alarm clocks put an end to the profession.<\/p>\n<p>Note, gentle reader, that &#8220;knocking up&#8221; bore no resemblance to our modern slang terminology (<i>ahem<\/i>).<\/p>\n<p>In fact, it was a valued service generally provided by elderly women and men, and occasionally undertaken by police constables looking to pad their paychecks during early-morning patrols.<\/p>\n<p>Each morning, the knocker up was charged with rousing sleeping people so they could get to work on time. She would use a heavy stick called a truncheon to knock on clients&#8217; first-floor doors. For residents above arm&#8217;s reach, the knocker up would wield a long stick, often made of bamboo, to tap upper-story windows.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_47639\" style=\"width: 510px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-47639\" class=\"wp-image  wp-image-47639 \" alt=\"Image courtesy of Au Bout de la Route blog\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Wakeuper_01.jpg\" width=\"500\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-47639\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Image courtesy of Au Bout de la Route blog<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Some of the more adventurous knocker ups, like Mary Smith of London&#8217;s Brenton Street (shown below), employed pea shooters to hurl dried peas at windows until the sleeper within woke up.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_47638\" style=\"width: 232px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-47638\" class=\"wp-image size-full wp-image-47638\" alt=\"Image courtesy of Basilica Fields blog\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/knocker_upper.jpg\" width=\"222\" height=\"299\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-47638\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Image courtesy of Basilica Fields blog<\/p><\/div>\n<p>In return for their services, knocker-ups were paid a few pence a week.<\/p>\n<p>Now you know!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;\t\t<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ah, the sounds of morning &#8230; Birds singing, tea kettle pouring, &nbsp; and the pelting of peas upon windowpanes. Curious? I thought you might be. Pea pelting was the work of &#8220;knocker ups&#8221; in England and Ireland before alarm clocks &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/47613\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a> <a href=\"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/47613\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-47613","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-gleaming_word"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47613","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=47613"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47613\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=47613"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=47613"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=47613"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}