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Jul. 11th, 2011 06:22 amYou know you're tired when a bag of chips and a flapjack (not the flapjacks I know) and a half pint of ale is just fine as dinner. I was going to spend this evening listening to folk folking, but now that I've consumed my repast, I'm doing housework and winding down and intend to spend a long time in bed. I fended off a migraine sucessfully earlier (Hairy Lemon is my friend) and dealt with the post-migraine wilt by sitting on some twelfth century wall til it passed. I'm not the only migrained person round and I escaped lightly.
My bus companion for the Fountains journey has one of the best research projects I've ever heard. I'm hoping she'll publish quickly, so that I can write about it and teach it. It's groundbreaking, but it's also dead exciting. I can't wait.
She is currently resarching in the Cevennes and gave me some very handy advice for Montpellier, including the (sadly obvious, but I hadn't considered it) way of solving one of my thorniest problems for the novel.
I have bought some books and will send them home from the IMC, which has a book posting service. The less I have to cart around, the less my health will interfere with my trip. One of the books I have is a book I encountered last docotrate and have yearned over ever since. I have dreamt about it and its companions on a Paris bookshelf. I couldn't afford it in 1986. Now it's mine! I do think some of my friends will abscond with it if they encounter it.
Some of the second hand books (for today was the day of the second hand) were rather expensive (and a couple had special Leeds prices, I suspect) but there were some very good deals, too. I spent about $65 and got my dream book, a reproduction Haggadah for my slowly-growing haggadah collection (I suddenly realised I had one, when I saw this - it's only 7 Haggadot right now, but 3 of them are cool facsimiles, so it's a quality set) and three very handy summaries of Medieval records. All primary sources. The modern books were either overpriced or easily available back home and I couldn't really justify the 19th century books.
There may be more books in my tomorrow as Ashgate and Oxbow and other cool suppliers of scholarly addictions set up. I am spending my birthday money on postage. This means, of course, that friends who gave me birthday presents have special visiting rights for my books.
Now I'm getting a bit silly.
Tomorrow is much longer than today was. Papers galore (not mine) and a pigment workshop and a reception. Maybe it's just as well I have various stuffs to quietly accomplish tonight (sort camera, wash clothes, do some paperwork) - I may need this quiet time. The hairy lemons beckon (and Cat Sparks - I so owe you for intrudcing me to them).
My bus companion for the Fountains journey has one of the best research projects I've ever heard. I'm hoping she'll publish quickly, so that I can write about it and teach it. It's groundbreaking, but it's also dead exciting. I can't wait.
She is currently resarching in the Cevennes and gave me some very handy advice for Montpellier, including the (sadly obvious, but I hadn't considered it) way of solving one of my thorniest problems for the novel.
I have bought some books and will send them home from the IMC, which has a book posting service. The less I have to cart around, the less my health will interfere with my trip. One of the books I have is a book I encountered last docotrate and have yearned over ever since. I have dreamt about it and its companions on a Paris bookshelf. I couldn't afford it in 1986. Now it's mine! I do think some of my friends will abscond with it if they encounter it.
Some of the second hand books (for today was the day of the second hand) were rather expensive (and a couple had special Leeds prices, I suspect) but there were some very good deals, too. I spent about $65 and got my dream book, a reproduction Haggadah for my slowly-growing haggadah collection (I suddenly realised I had one, when I saw this - it's only 7 Haggadot right now, but 3 of them are cool facsimiles, so it's a quality set) and three very handy summaries of Medieval records. All primary sources. The modern books were either overpriced or easily available back home and I couldn't really justify the 19th century books.
There may be more books in my tomorrow as Ashgate and Oxbow and other cool suppliers of scholarly addictions set up. I am spending my birthday money on postage. This means, of course, that friends who gave me birthday presents have special visiting rights for my books.
Now I'm getting a bit silly.
Tomorrow is much longer than today was. Papers galore (not mine) and a pigment workshop and a reception. Maybe it's just as well I have various stuffs to quietly accomplish tonight (sort camera, wash clothes, do some paperwork) - I may need this quiet time. The hairy lemons beckon (and Cat Sparks - I so owe you for intrudcing me to them).