Recorded in the spellings of Mouncey, Mounsey, Mounsie, Monsey, Muncey, Munsey, Munchay, and probably other rare forms as well, this is a surname of ancient French origins. Introduced into England at the Conquest of 1066, it is locational and originates from the various places called either Monceaux in the departement of Calvados, or Monchaux in the departements of Nord and Seine-Maritime. These places all take their names from the word "moncel", meaning a small hill.
The first named holder of the surname held the manor and estate called "Herstmoneaux" in the county of Sussex. This is recorded as "Hurst quod fuit Willelmi de Munceus" in the famous Domesday Book of 1086. Early recordings include Milisant de Munceehaus and Edoned de Munchaus in the register of the Knight Templars (Crusaders) of Lincolnshire in 1185, whilst the tax register known as the Feet of Fines for Gloucestershire mentions a William Munci in 1198.
Sir Walter de Mouncy is recorded at the battle of Falkirk in 1298, and at the siege of Carlaverock, Scotland, in the year 1300. Other later church register recordings taken from surviving records of the diocese of Greater London include those of William Munsy, who was christened at the church of St. Bartholomew Exchange, on August 25th 1577, Elizabeth Monsie, who married Anthony Allen, at St. Mary Woolchurch on August 29th 1559, and Ada Ellen Mouncey, who was baptised at St Brides, Fleet Street, on August 25th 1766. Throughout the centuries, surnames in every country have continued to "develop" often leading to astonishing variants of the original spelling.
There you go...
In other mindless trivia news, I have been told that there is no word for "rhubarb" in Russian' this is odd since rhubarb is native to Asia.
The only reason that this is relevant is that my grandfather, the genealogist of the family, traced an ancestor of ours who was physician to Catherine the Great and, after her death, returned to his native Scotland, bringing with him, from Russia, the first example of a species of rhubarb.
Sometimes I wonder if maybe I have far too much trivia stuffed in my head. And it's never the kind of trivia that is useful for pub quizes either...
Song of the day: Dust [MP3], an early Carnival of Souls [under construction] track that, sadly, doesn't have the best quality sound but absolutely fucking rocks.
I nearly was free tonight;
My burden relieved, now let me fly;
But I have aged a lifetime,
Hold onto the sacred in your life;
You may not succeed, but you have to try;
Listen hard to the voices within you,
They may be right
And YOU... choose faith over wisdom,
YOU... just see lights in the distance
I... would give truth for religion anyday
And YOU... would choose pain over pleasure
YOU... would kill for your treasure
I... am a stranger forever anyway
And if science is god then... then religion is DUST!
There's some beautiful climbing guitar work in this song; the scale climbs and climbs in the middle eight until you almost can't see that it will end (much like the descending guitar at the beginnning of Waterloo Sunset)...