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Snow incoming tomorrow evening, again, which I hope explains the annoying click-catch-ow of my elbows all day. The knees are partly down to no massage last week, so when I had one yesterday she had the devil's own time getting the quads to stop being a solid muscle mass. And the right knee is still as unhappy as it has been for a fortnight. Maybe weather, maybe muscles, maybe degeneration, who knows.
Finished June Hur's The Silence of Bones, though I have no idea what the title refers to. More Joseon detectiving. Late Joseon sounds like no fun at all, which should not surprise me. Confucian countries are not happy countries. The First Emperor had the right idea-- or would have had the right idea if the whole story hadn't been based on a single misunderstood hanzi.
Also started on some of my bunker books with a view to downsizing. Trent's Own Case, a presumed sequel to Trent's Last, which I'm not sure I've ever read: but if I haven't why is it i the bunker? And Gore Vidal's Palimpsest. Vidal makes a nice analogue to Walpole, at least in the scandal gossippy sense. But lord! what a family to grow up in! 'It's indecent, and like all forms of indecency, it's irresistible.' I've come to disagree with Kenneth Clarke about almost everything, but that line is still true
Finished June Hur's The Silence of Bones, though I have no idea what the title refers to. More Joseon detectiving. Late Joseon sounds like no fun at all, which should not surprise me. Confucian countries are not happy countries. The First Emperor had the right idea-- or would have had the right idea if the whole story hadn't been based on a single misunderstood hanzi.
Also started on some of my bunker books with a view to downsizing. Trent's Own Case, a presumed sequel to Trent's Last, which I'm not sure I've ever read: but if I haven't why is it i the bunker? And Gore Vidal's Palimpsest. Vidal makes a nice analogue to Walpole, at least in the scandal gossippy sense. But lord! what a family to grow up in! 'It's indecent, and like all forms of indecency, it's irresistible.' I've come to disagree with Kenneth Clarke about almost everything, but that line is still true