A married woman who supplemented her family's income by brewing ale or combing wool for yarn would not have been identified in the records as a brewster or kembster.

Annan, Tweed an' Clyde Rise out o' ae hillside.

So the Consecrates are cocked and primed to go off, in an explosion of reinterpretations, reformations, counter-reformations, revelations, new doctrines, fundamentalist reactions, and every other kind of hooraw we humans have been through.

Mind, there were a good few grockle boxes around this weekend, so maybe things are picking up a bit ;)