Well I haven't posted anything for quite a while I guess, and I'm sort of writing here more out of necessity than desire. Which is ridiculous, I know, cos there's no way I NEED to write, I just feel I'd be a bit of a fraud if I staged a dramatic blog comeback (well, dramatic in my head anyway) one week and wrote nothing the next.
So I thought I'd share something I found in The Journal of Emily Shore which I've read a bit of in preparation for my dissertation. At one stage Emily Shore (who lived in the early 19th century and who died at the age of nineteen of smallpox) stayed in Exeter. As well as describing the view over Exeter from Northernhay as 'glorious' and Exeter high street as 'decidedly striking' (couldn't agree more) she has some quite entertaining comments about Blackboy Road (no more than 2 minutes from where I live) At the time Blackboy road was part of the countryside around Exeter which Emily Shore describes as 'infested just now to a remarkable degree by desperate ruffians' (now known as 'students') and the road is specifically mentioned as having 'two caves where the thieves deposit their plunder'. I'm trying to work out whether anything has changed...
You need to appreciate how nice it is nice to get these little bits of light relief when you're preparing a dissertation on childhood death in Victorian literature...
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ooh that is interesting! i wish i found interesting things like that out in my dissertation!!
An English student, doing his disertation, yet still manages to sound like a teenage chav by using the word 'cos'! Its just not good enough Mr Shervington!!!
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