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In which these are not the droids you're looking for....
Nobody reads Friday night posts, y/y? Good. Look away now! No, rly. I hated these graphic novels. Don't say I didn't warn you. Last chance: instead of reading my post you could read this post on cracked that basically exposes dystopian post-apocalyptic fic as unrealistic libertarian propaganda (but does so with subtlety and humour ( Read more... ) -
In which there are fossilised remains, a Lioness, a Witch, some closets, and a Girl Investigator
- Fossils on Ynys Echni, aka Flat Holm island, the southern point of Wales in the Bristol Channel: (1) trace fossils or geology, I dunno, (2) fossilised ripples, (3) a ancient member of the evil gastropod conspiracy from the dawn of time!!1!!
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In which there are the ladies and their loos
- On Romeo and Juliet: it occurs to me that if my name was "Juliet Capulet" and I lived in a society in which women change their surnames on marriage then I'd probably also want to get married young.
- I was somewhat confused by these hanging in the Ladies loos of a not especially trendy pub in Llangollen as I suspect your average lady of ( Read more... ) -
In which there are spies, an undead princess, and a steam engine taking on water
- 6412 taking on water at Totnes Littlehempston station on the South Devon railway.
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In which there are Lutterels, Lutterwells, and The Sun in Scorpio
- Reading, books 2016, 168
161. The Sun in Scorpio, by Margery Sharp, 1965, covers the life and times of a middle class woman from the age of eight in Gozo, 1914, to the age of forty in Devon, 1945, but it's not a bildungsroman because the protagonist's character doesn't develop much and she remains oddly immature, apart from learning to play ( Read more... )
