Yuletide, dwnoga, tourism

[flambeau]

Wheeee, yuletide!

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Comments

[marycrawford]

Heee. You are reminding me of Kitty dragging a protesting, politely horrified Freddy along on a tour of Regency London in Cotillion.

(And should I offer Heyer, even though emulating Heyer is an exercise best left to certain brilliant Swedes? ARGH.)

[flambeau]

Did you offer Heyer? I was cowardly and didn't...

[cardalia]

*is also excited* The amount of good fic that comes out around Christmas is amazing.

Also, I'm feeling a little out of breath just reading that marathon. They were definately built more sturdy back then. But old books are great entertainment. I found a sexual education book from the 50's on the flee market a few weeks ago called The stork didn't bring you by Lois Pemberton. It's written in this cheerfully patronizing tone that makes it simultaneously hilarious and frightening.

[flambeau]

What, no stork? Now I'm disillusioned...

Seriously, those twenties tourists must have had iron constitutions. I get tired just reading about it. :)

[cardalia]

Yeah, the lack of storks was seriously disappointing. ;)

(By the way, ignore all those typos in my previous comment. They're kind of painful to look at, I know.)

[ladyvyola]

They were a hardy people, back in the twenties. Also possibly on drugs.

I've read Sayers. Cocaine, darling, cocaine!

[flambeau]

Oh, good point. It's really very Wimsey-inspiring-ish, reading this book, all about how the Lyons chain offers reasonably priced meals, and how the tube system works (there were different systems! not integrated!). And the bits about proper dress help, of course.

[darthhellokitty]

It sounds like what we've been doing in a WEEK, and I'm exhausted... (and borrowing the hotel laptop)

[flambeau]

Oh, cool! Hope you're having fun! I was there a couple of weeks ago, and even though I went to the BM five times, I didn't get through it all. Modern weakling, that's me. :)

[bravecows]

*charmed* I wonder if I could collar a friend and try for an Amazing Race sort of thing with that London-in-a-day-for-the-1920s-crackhead tour. I bet you could totally do it if you zipped through the museums really fast. And maybe you could sleep in the theatre -- you could buy tickets to some very avant-garde sort of play where nobody talks. It could work!

I've been very wimpy about offering some things (took Stalky & Co. off the list because omg, 1,000 words of Kipling? I don't think so. Also NO AUSTEN EVER AGAIN). But I was very brave about other fandoms! I expect I shall regret that. La la la.

[flambeau]

You could wear your new shoes! Although they might get worn out. I picture these earnest, guide-book-toting people racing through the museums (and getting thrown out -- I guess that would cut down on the time!), maybe with a stopwatch. If you do it, you must take pictures with timestamps!

But your Austen was fabulous!

(I have offered a bunch of characters that I think in retrospect I don't know anything about. oops.)

[bravecows]

Austen fic's hard to write, though. :( I did that too -- offer characters/fandoms I know very little about. I figure I can bone up if I do get a request for one of 'em. :D