My village in Norfolk contributed to King Harold's forces. Being an impoverished rural community we could only equip one man to send. We gave him the Spittoon from the local tavern for a helmet and a bow with a handful of arrows.
When he arrived at Hastings he asked King Harold where he should go. Harold looked dubiously at the bow and said "Somewhere near the back and be careful you don't have someone's eye out with that thing!"
"I would rather have a russet coated Captain who knows what he fights for and loves what he knows. Than he who calls himself a gentleman, and is but little else." Oliver Cromwell