…so after the last post i was thinking i would make this a week of the macabre, and just as i was thinking this, i happened upon a dead crow (still stiff with rigor mortis beside a pile of feathers – guess he lost the fight) on princes st gardens…in the shadow of the rock and the castle…
Eating crow means to suffer humiliation. A group of crows (and sometimes ravens) is known as a murder of crows, similarly a parliament of rooks. Incidentally, like most things, we used to eat these birds in past times. In my local farmers market (on the other side of the castle rock) they sell rook meat for a few weeks in the year when they are in season (looks like pigeon breast but smaller and more expensive). If you google it you will find a lot of crow and rook recipes on line, including some from some very chi chi restaurants who FYI, also refer to squirrel meat as tree rabbit in order to make it more palatable for a potentially squeamish clientele.
The Crow Road is a novel by Ian Banks
“Away the crow road” is a Scottish saying meaning someone has died.
Crows have been used for the purpose of divination since the time of ancient Rome.
Finding a dead crow on the road is good luck.
Crows in a church yard are bad luck
A single crow over a house meant bad news, and often foretold a death within. “A crow on the thatch, soon death lifts the latch.”
In Scotland, a raven circling a house was said to predict the death of someone within.
The Romans used the expression “To pierce a Crow’s eye” in relation to something that was almost impossible to do.
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