Yeah...the Icelanders had their own way of being Catholic that didn't always agree with the Roman way of being Catholic. Icelandic clergy got married all the time, and no one cared, for example. Most of what I know about the Burning Times in Iceland comes from an essay by Kirsten Hastrup, an Icelandic anthropologist, in a book of her essays called Island of Anthropology (which I have to buy, someday), and she does cover some of that. She also has an essay (the same one?) which has the tantalizing (and unfootnoted, damnit!) comment that magic (galdur) was rife at the cathedral school in Iceland, and that there was one woman there...nothing more. It's driven me nuts for years.

And no, I don't know about the milk worms. Please tell me!