#and there was a PP booth which was nice

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Norway Fjords Road Trip (3 of 3)

Part III: Geiranger, Trollstigen, Andalsnes/Romsdalseggen Ridge

Day 7: Scenic Drive to Geiranger

Fjaerlandfjord in the morning

The drive from Fjaerland to Geiranger is one of the most beautiful drives we have ever been on. We saw so many different types of scenery: fjords, lakes, lush valleys, snow-capped mountains, glaciers. In my opinion, it was even more beautiful than driving Going to the Sun Road (the main road) and the Grinnell Glacier Hike (one of my favorite hikes of all time) in Glacier National Park – and that is saying a lot! If we could, we would have budgeted more time to spend in Fjaerland and some of the towns along the drive to enjoy the views, hikes, and water activities.

10:45 AM – Checked out of Fjaerland Fjordstove Hotell.

Our hotel room

Logistical note: Like Hotel Ullensvang, Fjaerland Fjordstove Hotell is on a beautiful fjord, but this hotel was significantly less nice for a similar price. The room was so small we could barely move and there were very few amenities (no A/C, refrigerator, or tea/coffee in the room, limited outdoor seating on the fjord). We stayed at a similar (probably somewhat nicer) B&B in Picton, New Zealand – which is on the beautiful Marlborough Sound, not dissimilar to the Norwegian fjords – a few years ago for ¼ of the price. Even accounting for inflation, the Norway version was comparatively very expensive. Still, there are limited options to stay in the area and it was one of our favorite areas of the trip.

11 AM – Tried the Mundal Valley Hike (~3 min drive from our hotel). I think it would have been great to do a  hike in the area, but we were initially confused about where this hike started (it was not well marked) and once we figured it out, the hike did not seem that impressive so we turned back after a little bit.

There was a helpful information booth just across the street from the Mundal Hotel with a written description (in English, yay!) of activities in the area, including a bunch of hikes. There were a few other hikes that looked really nice but were longer / more strenuous. Next time we’d try to book a hike (such as the Nesabraugen Mountain Hike or the overnight excursion to Besshovden) or other activity in advance through Fjaerland Guiding.

Fjaerland also seemed to have a bunch of other nice things to do that we’d love to explore more next time:

It’s  apparently a “book town” with >60k books spread across many different book shops

There is a glacier museum (~$15 pp) that our B&B told us has a really good video about glaciers

You can see and/or walk on glaciers, like the massive Jostedalsbreen Glacier

Some info about Fjaerland

11:30 AM – Stopped by the fabulous Boyabreen Viewpoint. This is a view of part of the Jostedalsbreen Glacier and it genuinely made my jaw drop. It’s a bit reminiscent of a glacier I saw on the road from Banff to Jasper National Park, but even more awesome.

Photos definitely don’t do this glacier justice. It was incredible to see in person.

Logistical note: If you go here, drive past the first parking lot; there is a second parking lot closer to the glacier. There are also picnic benches and a cafe in the area. It’s cold, so dress warmly!

Some info about the Jostedal Glacier, of which Boyabreen is a part.

The rest of the afternoon was spent driving along various fjords and lakes en route to Geiranger. Some things I’d want to do for next time:

Hike in Jostedalsbreen National Park (would need to do more research on which hikes)

Stay at the Olden Fjordhotel – it’s right on one of the most scenic fjords we saw. The hotel seems to have great reviews and it looked like such a   pretty place to kayak!

Do the Skalatarnet hike from Loen – this seems like a very difficult hike (6k meters elevation gain) and we read that it is recommended to stay in a cabin overnight at the top – this needs to be booked in advance.

Other activities – there were lots of pretty spots to kayak in these small     towns, and we saw people paragliding in Loen. Loen also has a cable car that goes extremely high (~$60 pp) – this might appeal to folks who are     less mobile and aren’t able to do hikes that provide similar views.

Info about local activities

~4:30 PM – Arrive in Geiranger. This is another very touristy town, but I liked it more than Flam. It’s a bit larger and feels a bit more “real” than Flam, and the drive to Geiranger is truly stunning.

You go up through snow-capped mountains and then steeply down into a beautiful valley in which Geiranger is nestled. The drive in the mountains is like nothing I’ve ever seen before, and the drive down reminded us a bit of the beautiful drive down to Queenstown, New Zealand. We thought it was even more beautiful than the famed drive down Trollstigen.

We stayed at Hotel Utsikten in Geiranger, which was a bit of an upgrade from the Fjaerland B&B.

To get a few steps in, we tried the very short (~20 min) Waterfall Walk. The walk starts at the town center and ends at the Norwegian Fjord Center. Signposts clearly mark the path, which takes you up ~330 stairs to the top of the waterfall. It was a good pre-dinner walk to work up a bit of an appetite after a day spent mostly driving.

Overlooking Geiranger from the waterfall walk

The vegetarian dinner options in Geiranger were a bit disappointing, but we made do with vegetable pizza (we went to Restaurant Olebuda aka Cafe Ule, but several places offered this).

Day 8: Geiranger & Trollstigen

We started the day doing a 3-hour kayak rental with Active Geiranger (990 NOK, we didn’t come across less expensive kayak options elsewhere). They did a great job explaining everything to us and even gave us skirts to wear that fit over the kayak to keep our legs dry (typical practical Norway, we loved it!).  Over ~10 km out and back on the water, we saw several beautiful waterfalls.

Given the sad vegetarian food options in town, we made peanut butter sandwiches and set off on the ~2 hour drive to the start of Trollstigen, one of the most famous drives in Norway due to its iconic hairpin turns (though by the time we got there, we had already been on a number of drives with hairpin turns). This was another beautiful scenic drive, and the route also involves a ferry that seems to come every ~30 minutes.

On the drive to Trollstigen

At the top (beginning) of Trollstigen, we parked at the visitor center for a bathroom break and a short walk to some beautiful views (parking appeared to be free). From here there are also options to walk uphill on a 1 km or 5 km (each way) route for more views – if you want to do that, hiking shoes and water will be helpful.

View of Trollstigen from the visitor center

Then we did the ~20 minute drive down Trollstigen, and from there another ~20 minute drive to our hotel in Andalsnes. Lucky for us, Andalsnes has a Thai restaurant, so were able to get some tofu and vegetables for dinner.

Day 9: Andalsnes & Romsdalseggen Ridge

Romsdalseggen Ridge was perhaps the most epic, and most exhausting, hike of our trip.

It’s typically done as a one-way hike that’s just under 7 miles / ~4k feet elevation gain – more elevation than any of the other hikes we did in Norway. Overall, the hike took us ~5 hours with no stops.

Earthtrekkers wrote that their 8 year old daughter cried on this hike when they did it in 2013. Even though they note that this hike is not recommended for kids under the age of 10, their kids have done some very impressive hikes, so I took this seriously. It did not take me long to see why she was crying. After the first mile of the hike, which was relentlessly uphill under a beating hot sun, my calves were crying. Over the next 2 miles, in which you climb nearly vertically through boulder fields (great if you love rock scrambling), and at times really need to watch your step to not step off a cliff on either side, my brain was crying. 

We somehow made it up this pile of rocks (you can see humans at the top if you look closely!)...

For this epic view!

On the way down, we passed the Andalsnes cable car and then went downhill through a nondescript forest with minimal views for ages – it felt like the opposite of Florli 4444 (so many steps!).

The views, however, were totally worth it. I am so glad we did it.

Logistics:

When & where to hike: The Romsdalseggen Ridge hike typically opens in June (depending on the weather/snow conditions). We weren’t sure if it would be open by the time we got there, so as a backup we were planning to hike to Rampestreken, a viewpoint you pass on the way down from the Romsdalseggen Ridge hike. Since the Romsdalseggen Ridge descent encompasses the Rampestreken hike, we saw it and wouldn’t necessarily recommend it – the Rampestreken hike is relentlessly uphill with minimal views until the viewpoint, and even then you’ll get more of a view if you just take the Andalsnes cable car (which goes a bit higher than the viewpoint). So if Romsdalseggen Ridge is closed, the cable car might be a nicer option.

How to get there: The Romsdalseggen Ridge hike starts from a parking lot that is a ~15 minute drive from the Andalsnes city center. There is a shuttle bus that leaves at 9am and 10am from the city center (250 NOK pp) – I believe you can book a spot on it online. Our hotel, the Grand Hotel, also arranged a small van transport leaving directly from the hotel for the same price, and we were able to book spots on it when we arrived in Andalsnes the evening before our hike. The hike ends in Andalsnes, so it was just a ~3 minute walk from the end of the trail to our hotel. Note: The Rampestreken hike starts at the same spot that the Romsdalseggen Ridge hike ends, and there is a fairly sizeable parking lot just a block from there. We don’t think it would make sense to start the Romsdalseggen Ridge hike from here (and end at the parking lot on the other side) because the descent on the other side – going straight down boulder fields – seems dangerous.

Restrooms: The parking lot where the Romsdalseggen Ridge hike starts does have a bathroom. There was a long line for it and it was less nice than any other hike bathrooms we saw, but it was still clean (this is Norway, after all).

After hiking Romsdalseggen Ridge, we drove ~90 minutes to Alesund, where we spent our last night in Norway.

Day 10: Alesund

Trolling

We didn’t really do anything in Alesund. We got to our hotel room at the Scandic Parken downtown around 5pm and flopped down in our room for a bit, exhausted from the hike. A few dinner spots that looked decently vegetarian friendly, and the Asian grocery store (our potential tofu source) closed by 6pm on Saturday, so we tried pasta and pizza at Cinque Minuti, which turned out to be a disappointing Italian restaurant.

Note: Street parking is free in downtown Alesund outside of 8am-4pm, and on Sundays. Even though we arrived on Saturday evening, it was easy to find a spot.

In the morning we woke up early and drove to Alesund Airport – an easy 15-20 minute drive that is mostly on one road. We dropped off our rental car in the outdoor Hertz parking lot and left our keys in their indoor dropbox as the Hertz office was closed.

For anyone thinking about a similar trip, it’s worth noting that the one-way Hertz car rental from Bergen to Alesund incurred a ~6,000 NOK (~$600) extra dropoff fee, which nearly doubled the entire cost of the 6-day car rental. While we knew one-way car rentals are typically more expensive than roundtrip rentals, this was far more expensive than we’ve seen elsewhere.

Driving in Norway

We found driving in Norway to be a bit different than other places we’ve been in several ways. This included more difficult/narrow roads, unfamiliar road signage and rules, more punitive speeding fines, prevalent tolls and parking fees, and issues with Google Maps.

Difficult roads: Most roads are one lane in each direction, and it’s rare for an extra lane to open up for overtaking a slow driver. Many roads are so     narrow that they look like they can barely fit 2 cars. There are hairpin     turns galore. You really need to be paying attention and driving     carefully.

Unfamiliar road rules & signage: It’s illegal to turn right on red (not that     we encountered many traffic lights, given the proliferation of roundabouts). There are default speed limits for the countryside (80 km/hr) and the city  (50 km/hr) and you’ll typically see a speed limit sign only in areas where the speed limit is lower; once that zone ends there will be a sign with that lower speed limit crossed out (at which point you can revert to the default speed limit). 

Meaning “the speed limit is down to 60 (from the regular 80 km/h) from here on out”

We also sometimes saw a yellow triangle sign, which apparently means you are on the road that has the right of way (vs. other roads that may converge / turn onto the road you are on). 

Meaning “the 60 speed limit is over, go back to the default 80 in the countryside. Oh and also road 65B has the right of way here.”

Last but not least, my favorite road sign  was a  reminder to abide by the speed (or as they say in Norwegian, “farts”) limit   – thankfully not, as we initially thought, an Amber Alert/“face on the milk carton”-style sign for a missing child.

Speeding fines: We read that speeding fines are hefty (hundreds to thousands of  dollars) if you’re caught going >3 km/hr over the speed limit. Fortunately, there seem to be road signs that warn you just before you pass speed cameras, and our understanding is that the police are less into trying to issue speeding tickets than in the U.S. (maybe they’re less needed when you have a massive sovereign wealth fund…).

Parking:  Most, but not all, parking was paid, and we usually paid at a parking  machine when we were leaving (the exception was at Kjeragbolten, where we paid when we arrived). You just input your license plate number and then it charges you based on the time you spent parked in the parking lot.

Tolls: Most tolls were charged automatically to our rental car bill without any action on our part, with the exception of Trolltunga where we paid a 200 NOK toll at a parking machine on the drive up.

Google Maps: The Google Maps app frequently got confused – usually when we  were going through tunnels – and would incorrectly change the route  mid-drive. It was important for us to carefully review directions before starting on a drive, and it was also useful to screenshot the directions at the start of the drive in case anything went wrong with them during the drive. That said, we did have cell phone reception (though it was sometimes slow) almost everywhere we went.

A Few Last Logistical Tips

Gas: Our first rental car took diesel, which I’d never heard of for a non-truck. We only knew this because Hertz happened to mention it. Our second rental car took regular petrol.

Gas Stations: Most unmanned gas stations only took a credit card with a PIN (credit cards without a PIN were declined) or a debit card (the exchange rate was a little bit worse than using credit). In this situation, one can use a debit card or pay inside at a manned gas station.

[kakashihasibs]

I finally made it to a pride fest and i was given a hand out on pup/pet play and other handout on leather pride immediately right off the bat 😌 so i say it was a good pride.

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Tuesday 7 May 1839

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fine morning A- came and sat by me from 7 ½ - sun out – F49 ½° inside and 46° outside at 7 55/.. – parcel from Marian Northcave at 7 ¾ - good nice brown silk well netted purse for A- and note – and letter to me 2 ¼ pp. wishing to hear what had passed respecting Holt – and having heard from Mr. Parker – siding – breakfast at 9 in ½ hour – then in the kitchen chamber moving quondam Redroom-drawers from near the door to the head of the bed against backing the same way, and moving oak-painted chest containing letters and papers and now old coins and presents from library passage and lastly from old china closet to K. chamber – in the midst of all this when Hinscliffe came and staid about an hour till 11 ½ - pother – brought A-‘s plan back and talked and proposed about 1 thing or other – then had Booth gave him Moorhouses’ bills as allowed by Mr. Harper in December last to be examined by Mr. Roper one of M-‘s creditors or assignees or something – and gave B- £12.4.0 to pay the town surveyor for paving at Northgate £12.3.11 – Richard Woodheads’ prices for Mallinsons’ barn mending only 3/. or 4/. more than William Mallinson’s .:. RW. to have the job – A- got B- to sign Hemingways’ bill for drain covers at Landymere stone-loose drift – old stones lying at Mitham that will coin the hall, and do up the walling under the drawing room windows – B- dined here – settled that he is to go with A- to Golcar tomorrow – to be here (to get a horse) at 9 am – then with A- at luncheon – 5 minutes over it – then after (as for a little while before) till 3 25/.. had A- with me in the K. chamber turning out her school drawers (the quondam Redroom tall chest) and tying up pieces of morine, linen, flannel, black stuff etc. etc. to be put away in the drawing room closet – Mr. Waterhouse came at 3 25/.. and staid till 4 20/.. to ask if I would consent to having dragoon stables in the top court at the Northgate looking into and opening into the court and backing against the St. Annes’ street wall – stabling for 20 or 25 horses and a chamber over for the men to sleep in – said I would take the matter into consideration – should be happy to do anything I could for the town – would take advice and give an answer in a few days or as soon as I possibly could – on talking the matter over – private talk neither side to be at all responsible for what was said in this way – I pointed out the blank outside wall of the piece hall for setting barrack stables against, with an opening, in case of need, into the piece hall which would be an impregnable fortress against chartists or any undisciplined assailants – only 4ft. 6in. of breadth required for each horse – the divisions being merely a post and chain as common in all barrack stables, York, etc. – the town wanted an answer immediately – to be a meeting tomorrow – talked of sending Cassar to ascertain the probable expense – no objection, but I should, of course, make a point of employing Mr. Harper and my clerk of the works Mr. Booth they had thought of a parcel of stabling in the Union X Inn yard – those would cost they had thought £430 fitting up – I said I thought the accommodation might be had at Northgate for £500 but the rood would cost £300 – when Mr. W- said the stable should be six yards deep, and 12ft. high, and the chamber over 6ft. up to the square well then said I, all this would want calculating – but 50 horses might be well as easily accommodated as 25 and for less money in proportion – but my own idea was against letting the stables open into the courtyard of the hotel – In fact, I did not think of placing the stables against the St. Annes’ wall – (I did not particularize, but the thought I had was of backing them against my great window-blocking wall against orange street or its ramifications and walling off a small stable yard or road in front of the stables and taken off from the hotel court) – asked W- to din[ner] – engaged all next week – no day mentioned –

SH:7/ML/E/23/0037

so it will fall thro’ – we shall be off – said we did not ask only asked Mr. W- ladies because for them we must dress etc. etc.  A- with us all the time – she has been terrible today gets worse and worse   we really must be off A- rode off to Cliff hill about 4 ¾ - I wrote all but the 1st 3 lines of today till now 5 5/.. – then wrote and copied letter to Mr. Harper explanatory of Mr. Waterhouses’ visit and asking Mr. Harpers’ opinion A- returned about 6 – had finished my letter and sent it off to ‘John Harper Esquire St. Leonards’ place York post paid’ – had Robert Mann – gave orders for tomorrow dinner at 7 ½ - had a bottle of Rheims champagne equally between us  A- tipsy and lay down   I got her a cup of coffee and unloosed her clothes and left her about nine and then slept on the sofa till half past eleven then called John to take the coffee things away and came upstairs A- fast asleep – F49 ½° inside and 39 ½° outside at 11 40/.. – fine day – had just written the last 9 ½ lines at 11 50/.. pm letter tonight from Messrs. Pearce, Long Acre, London to say the carriage is quite ready – undressed A- and in bed in in quarter hour

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Montanelli and the perpetual denying of Italian war crime

Part 1 - Introduction - LINK

Part 2 -  Italian and Colonial Law, Institutions of Marriage in the Erithrean Traditional Constumary Law - LINK

8 - A Great Journalist? Posters say "No"!

The reasons of the valdalism seem to be always the same: the constant tribute to the memory of an awful journalist, who was also a (ex) fascist, anticommonist, racist and colonialist.

Indro Montanelli only merit was surviving a terrorist attack from Red Brigades as a result of his being a right-wing journalist with a fascist past never fully denied. Unfortunately when they shot in the legs, they turn him into a freedom martyr, who Montanelli was not.

Here there are some examples of what I'm talking about:

1. “We will never be rulers if we do not have the exact awareness of our fatal superiority. He does not fraternize with niggers. You can't, you shouldn't. At least until a civilization has been given to them. […] This war is for us like a nice long holiday given to us by the Gran Babbo (Mussolini) as a reward for thirteen years of school. And, said among us, it was time. None of us hope that the war will end, we have only one desire: to continue!"      (Indro Montanelli, article published on Fascist Civilization, 1936)

“Non si sarà mai dei dominatori, se non avremo la coscienza esatta di una nostra fatale superiorità. Coi negri non si fraternizza. Non si può, non si deve. Almeno finché non si sia data loro una civiltà. […] Questa guerra è per noi come una bella lunga vacanza dataci dal Gran Babbo (Mussolini) in premio di tredici anni di scuola. E, detto fra noi, era ora. Nessuno di noi si augura che la guerra finisca, abbiamo un solo desiderio: continuare!”

(Indro Montanelli, articolo pubblicato su Civiltà Fascista, 1936)

 2. On the use, removed for decades, of lethal chemical weapons during the Ethiopian war, Montanelli stubbornly stood on a denial line. In the end, after the Dini government in 1995-96, definitively clarified the modalities and dimensions of the use of aggressive chemicals, he had to apologize.

3. "Captain, it's a senseless sentence," he wrote to Priebke - German war criminal, Gestapo agent and captain of the SS during the Second World War, responsable of the Fosse Ardeatine massacre, a reprisal for an Italian partisan attack on German troops. 335 men were executed, 10 italian civilians for each German soldier who had been killed in the attack - in 1996, "As an old soldier, and even of an Army very different from yours, I know very well that you could not do anything other than what you did [...] Best wishes, Mr. Captain ".

  4.  Montanelli wrote to the US ambassador Clare Booth Luce in 1954, informing her of the formation of a paramilitary anti-communist organization and asking her to guarantee the help of the American army in terms of arms, fleet and aviation: “If at the next election a Popular Front however constituted popular reached the majority, what Scelba [ Mario Scelba (5 September 1901 – 29 October 1991) was an Italian politician who served as the 33rd Prime Minister of Italy from February 1954 to July 1955] would do? It would deliver power, and it would be the end ... Any man of government, even non-Christian Democrats today, would surrender for the total impossibility of carrying out a coup d'etat ... The police and the army are polluted with communism. The carabinieri without the King, have lost every bite. And across the country there is no force capable of supporting the action of a resolute man. We must create this force. You can't go wrong looking at the history of our country, which is that of an abuse imposed by a minority of one hundred thousand sticks. Majorities in Italy have never counted: they have always been in tow with this handful of men who did everything with violence, the unification of Italy, its wars and its revolutions. This minority still exists and is not a communist [...] Faced with this reality, I find myself in this dilemma: to defend Democracy until accepting, for it, the death of Italy; or defend Italy to accept, or even hasten, the death of Democracy? My choice is made. "

“Se alle prossime elezioni un Fronte Popolare comunque costituito raggiungesse la maggioranza. Scelba cosa farebbe? Consegnerebbe il potere, e sarebbe la fine… Qualunque uomo di governo, oggi, anche non democristiano, si arrenderebbe per totale impossibilità di compiere un colpo di Stato… La polizia e l’esercito sono inquinati di comunismo. I carabinieri senza il Re, hanno perso di ogni mordente. E in tutto il paese non c’è una forza capace di appoggiare l’azione di un uomo risoluto. Noi dobbiamo creare questa forza. Non si può sbagliare guardando la storia del nostro paese, che è quella di un sopruso imposto da una minoranza di centomila bastonatori. Le maggioranze in Italia non hanno mai contato: sono sempre state al rimorchio di questo pugno di uomini che ha fatto tutto con la violenza, l’unità d’Italia, le sue guerre e le sue rivoluzioni. Questa minoranza esiste ancora e non è comunista […] Di fronte a questa realtà, mi trovo in questo dilemma: difendere la Democrazia fino ad accettare, per essa, la morte dell’Italia; o difendere l’Italia fino ad accettare, o anche affrettare, la morte della Democrazia? La mia scelta è fatta”.

LE LETTURE CONSIGLIATE:

Sulle lettere di Montanelli a Clare Boothe Luce:

- M. Del Pero, Anticomunismo d’assalto, in «Italia Contemporanea», Istituto Nazionale per la Storia del Movimento di Liberazione Nazionale, n. 212 (1998), pp. 633 – 646

- M. Del Pero, M. G. Rossi, Una Gladio in borghese. Intervista a Indro Montanelli, in «Italia Contemporanea», Istituto Nazionale per la Storia del Movimento di Liberazione Nazionale, n. 212 (1998), pp. 647 – 652

Su Clare Boothe Luce:

- S. J. Morris, Rage for fame: the ascent of Clare Boothe Luce, Random House, New York, 1997

- W. Sheed, Clare Boothe Luce, Weidenfeld and Nicolson, London, 1982

- M. Del Pero, American pressures and their containment in Italy during the ambassadorship of Clare Boothe Luce, 1953-1956, in: «Diplomatic History», vol. 28 n. 3 (giugno 2004)

5."In Italy, a pickaxe blow to the closed houses was enough to bring down the entire building, based on three fundamental props: the Catholic Faith, the Fatherland and the Family. Because it was in the so-called brothels that these three institutions found their safest guarantee, "wrote Addio Wanda, published in 1958 in opposition to the Merlin Law, the law that closed brothels and criminalized forced induction to prostitution. Montanelli was against the Merlin Law because “(...) The day in which they are allowed to live their life without fear of ending up in those menageries, Italy is destined to become one of the many countries of Protestant morality and customs, where the condition of virgin it does not exist, just as there is no whore, all women being united in an intermediate limbo; and where the family no longer exists, your duties having been absorbed by the society (...) Madam, do not delude yourself, either as an Ambassador or as a convert: between Cardinal Ruffini and the abstinent chaste vegetarian standard bearers of Initiative, the true Catholic is the cardinal, who does not do the Robinson Crusoé of Virtue. Like military chaplains, who are authentic priests because they live among authentic men (...) Tits and flag, Madam. They are the summary of the history of Italy, its inseparable pillars, its engine, the key to understanding it. To abolish one is to destroy the other. "                                                       N.B: Althought Montanelli portrays in a very negative way the end of the traditional view of women as “virgins” or “whores” - I Think he would be glad to know that in Italy this way to see women in society never really ended - and also called feminists and abolitionists “churchy” - even if he ws the one who actually defended brothels and forced prostitution to protect the Church and the traditional families -, he wrote unitentionally some good point of feminism goals!

“È bastato in Italia un colpo di piccone alle case chiuse per far crollare l’intero edificio, basato su tre fondamentali puntelli: la Fede cattolica, la Patria e la Famiglia. Perché era nei cosiddetti postriboli che queste tre istituzioni trovavano la loro più sicura garanzia (...) Il giorno in cui ad esse si conceda di vivere la loro vita senza timore di finire in quei serragli, l' Italia è destinata a diventare uno dei tanti Paesi di moralità e di costume protestanti, dove la condizione di vergine non esiste, come non esiste quella di puttana, tutte le donne essendo accomunate in un limbo intermedio; e dove non esiste più la famiglia, le sue mansioni essendo state assorbite dalla società  (...) Signora, non si faccia illusioni, né come Ambasciatrice, né come convertita: fra il cardinal Ruffini e i casti astinenti vegetariani alfieri di Iniziativa , il cattolico vero è il cardinale, che non fa il Robinson Crusoé della Virtù. Come i cappellani militari, che sono dei preti autentici perché vivono in mezzo agli uomini autentici (...) Tette e bandiera, Signora. Sono il riassunto della Storia d'Italia, i suoi inseparabili pilastri, il suo motore, la chiave per comprenderla. Abolire l'uno significa distruggere l'altro." 

6. "Ah! Sicily! - he states in February 1960 in an interview with the prestigious French magazine Le Figaro Letteraire - You have Algeria, we have Sicily. But you are not obliged to tell the Algerians that they are French. We, an aggravating circumstance, are obliged to grant the Sicilians the quality of Italians".

“Ah! La Sicilia! Voi avete l’Algeria, noi abbiamo la Sicilia. Ma voi non siete obbligati a dire agli algerini che sono francesi. Noi, circostanza aggravante, siamo obbligati ad accordare ai siciliani la qualità di italiani”.

7. Oxford riot, September 1962. Segregationists protest against the enrollment of James Meredith, the first black man to do so, at the University of Mississippi. The clashes make 2 dead and 300 injured. This is the comment of Indro Montanelli, in the Corriere della Sera of October 3, 1962: “(...) Little by little America is realizing that with this problem it must live together because it cannot solve it. Or rather, it can solve it only in the legal context of equality of civil rights. Biologically, no. Because it will be unfair, it will be repugnant, it will be rationally inexplicable and unacceptable; but it is a fact that mingling with blacks has given catastrophic results wherever it has been practiced. I know I say a heresy, for the times that are running, but I prefer heresy to hypocrisy.”

(...) Piano piano l'America sta rendendosi conto che con questo problema essa deve convivere perché non lo può risolvere. O meglio, lo può risolvere solo nell'ambito giuridico della parità dei diritti civili. Biologicamente, no. Perché sarà ingiusto, sarà ripugnante, sarà razionalmente inesplicabile e inaccettabile; ma è un fatto che il meticciato coi neri ha dato risultati catastrofici dovunque lo si è praticato. So di dire un'eresia, per i tempi che corrono, ma preferisco l'eresia all'ipocrisia.

8. Backed by Giorgio Bocca, he called the journalist de l'Unità Tina Merlin, who denounced the human faults in the Vajont Disaster [ On 9 October 1963, during initial filling, a landslide caused a megatsunami in the lake in which 50 million cubic metres of water overtopped the dam in a wave of 250 metres (820 ft), leading to the complete destruction of several villages and towns, and 1,917 deaths. Although the dam itself remained almost intact and two-thirds of the water was retained behind it, the landslide was much larger than expected and the impact brought massive flooding and destruction to the Piave Valley below. This event occurred after the company and the Italian government concealed reports and dismissed evidence that Monte Toc, on the southern side of the basin, was geologically unstable. They had disregarded numerous warnings, signs of danger, and negative appraisals, and the eventual attempts to safely control the landslide by lowering the lake's level came when the landslide was almost imminent.]  "jackal". He will make amends twice, in 1997 and 1998, from La Stanza di Montanelli in Corriere della Sera, confessing two serious faults: to have arrived on the spot without knowing anything about the dam and to have taken a totally ideological position in favor of the responsible company, Sade, only because it is contrary to the nationalization of electricity.

9. In a cable of January 12, 1978, declassified by US Government and published by WikiLeaks, called "Montanelli sees the blood ahead", US diplomats report in Washington in 1978 what they define the "tactics" of the journalist: blackmailing the DCs [Demo-Christian Party] ready to make concessions to the communists and sink Berlinguer to return the PCI [Italian Communist Party] to the hard line. Going back to the hard line, the next step would be a civil conflict, in which the PCI would be destroyed. Perhaps - says the journalist - Italy would have a Pinochet-like democracy. That would be a hellish prospect, but better than a government with the PCI.

10.  In the Giornale of 24 October 1980 Montanelli wrote - inventing a source - that he had known, eleven years earlier, that is, immediately after the massacre in Piazza Fontana, that Pinelli, police informer, had confided to Commissioner Calabresi that the anarchists were preparing "something big". Then, when Calabresi, who obviously had recorded everything, made him feel the tape, Pinelli, not resisting the idea that his companions qualified him as informer, would have thrown himself out the window.  Needless to say, they were all lies. Called to answer his statements in court Montanelli had to repeatedly apologize, admit that he was wrong, that he was misunderstood, that he did not express himself well, that he invented relevant details from a healthy point of view. In front of the judges he had to take everything back, so much so that the attorney general said "And since I was a boy I always gave him a kind of myth, today this myth has collapsed". "When he wrote unpredictably, on his admission, to be interrogated as witnesses in a public trial ... therefore with the inevitable consequence of being misguided. On the other hand, he threw the thesis back into circulation and he loved the responsibility of the anarchists in the massacre" .

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I know you’ve posted before how Anne & Mariana spent Christmas together in 1834 and that Mariana tempted Anne unsuccessfully, but have you read Moving Between Worlds? Because the author (excerpting diaries) states plainly that kissing/ grubbling did occur during Anne’s visit (12/24/1834 diary entry: “gratify her passion by one parting grubble”). I take you to be the master at all things real life Anne Lister and Ann Walker so I wanted to get your input. THANK YOU for all your posts, seriously!!

hey :) thank you so much for your message! Yes I’ve read Moving Between Worlds, and I’ve also checked Anne’s diary (from the 22nd of December – when she arrives at Lawton – to the 26th – when she goes back to Shibden) to understand better what happened.

I transcribed AL’s coded parts where she talks about what happened with Mariana during those days. At the end you’ll find what I personally think of this whole thing.

EDIT: I updated the post with parts – coded and not – that even tho are not directly about what happened between them, still help understand the context and what went on during those days. I think that the context and the conversations Mariana & Anne had during this time are quite important to understand why some things happened. The only things I left out in my transcriptions are stuff like “I went from there to there, we visited this lady etc.”, things that are quite mundane.

December 22, 1834 (Monday) > (…) at Lawton at 9 – i.e. 8 ¾ by their clocks – Shewn into M-’s [Mariana] room. And she soon came nervous sobbing, but she got over it pretty soon and well – Had a couple of nice little mutton chops, and then coffee – Mr. L- [Charles Lawton] just came in for a minute or 2 but finding we were still going to have coffee said he had had tea, went back to the dining room and we saw him no more – M- [Mariana] and I sat talking till 11.35 by Halifax – She gave me the history of Martha Booth – not good – her head full of novels that she had read before coming to M- [Mariana] – and her principles spoilt by the bad examples of 2 succession cooks – had been deceitful – was too much set up – Mrs. Duff to give me Martha’s character – M- [Mariana] not to tell me anything – I said if Martha left here, I should have nothing more to say to her – M- [Mariana] then gave me the history of Miss Crewe (…) I never felt less in love’s danger. I thought M- [Mariana] prosy but this was better than the way she talked in at first, despairing & as if the sooner she died the better – she would not listen to my proofs that she herself had had things between us all her own way, however I would not give up the point tho’ I pressed it gently – I was very affectionate, spoke kindly of Mr. Crowe & said I would do anything in the world I could for her but there was no love in my manner or thoughts – I merely thought I was glad this was at an end & that I was as I was – Talked of the Norcliffes & Mrs. Milne’s sarcastic manner which seems to have shewn itself to M- [Mariana] at Scarbro – M- [Mariana] said she always appeared to know all about me whether she did know anything or not – She had talked at Leamington of her great anxiety to see Lady Vere as the most particular friend of her, M- [Mariana] most particular friend! I have guessed right, M- [Mariana] does not want to love the eclat of my friendship (…) M- came upstairs with me to my room & staid ten minutes – a little nervous again & hung on me & went off, talks of giddiness in her head & not living long but I said I should do her good, in fact as I shrewdly hinted I shall not be the death of her. Thank God I am as I am. I thought very little of M- as I came along & never felt more calm – Very fine day – till one tonight wrote all but the five first lines of the day – till 1 ½ wrote 2 pp. to A- [Ann Walker] to go tomorrow – account of my journey – good account of things. [SH:7/ML/E/17/0127]

December 23, 1834 (Tuesday) > (Go by the Lawton clocks) breakfast at 10.20 – then sat talking till 12 – from 12 to 2 walked (about 2 miles) to see a poor man (James Shaw) confined to his bed these 30 weeks for having fallen into a hot salt pan – Luncheon with Mr. L- [Charles Lawton] in his room (I not eating) then sat talking in M-‘s [Mariana] sitting room – Out at 4, for 40 minutes (…) then sat talking in my dressing room till 5.40 – dressed – dinner at 6.10 – coffee – tea… came upstairs at 10 ½ and M- [Mariana] sat with me ½ hour – sealed and gave her my letter written last night to A- [Ann Walker], Shibden, to be put into the post before 9 a.m. tomorrow – annoyed this morning to find I was too late for today’s post – the letters must be there at 9, and the mail goes at 10 – Told M- [Mariana] she had never come to me to see if I was up this morning, she said she would but thought I should not like it – I was rather attendrie this morning, particularly after our walk – She told Mr. Crewe had been with her at Scarbro, glad I had not heard of it in York & that she herself was first to tell me of it – He had said he hoped to her happy with the friend she liked best staying with her at Warmingham, meaning to have me with them – I asked if she did not think this speech plain enough – she said it had not struck her much but at last owned it was pretty plain tho she still says she never was in love with him & wonders if she ever shall be – I calmly said “Oh, yes all that would come” – she told me Mr. C- [Crewe] was very calm on that subject – in telling her a story of a chère amie [dear friend] of Brooke? Grevilles said but he & his friend could very well do without those domestic comforts – she still persists that all her love is for me – I led the conversation to A- [Ann Walker], said I really liked [her], was more than comfortable & that whatever might be said money had nothing to do with it – M- [Mariana] asked if it was true that she had three thousand a year – I said no, but our fortunes would be about equal & that we should have five thousands a year – said I had thought of her the first thing after M-’s [Mariana] break off – I was thankful things were as they were for I was determined to have one & certainly could not have done better – Charlotte said A- [Ann Walker] was not ladylike & she & Mrs. Milne thought she [Mariana] should not be flattered if she saw her successor, but that I could not do without money – M- [Mariana] took all well – said she thought I had done right & perhaps she herself was the cause of it, they wondered – Mr. C- [Crewe] does not like Mrs. Milne – she behaved sarcastically & he expected better things after all the trouble he had taken about Hamlyn – He wished M- [Mariana] to get her uncle & Lou to go to Geneva next summer. M- [Mariana] to join them & then he & his two boys would join them all at Geneva & make a tour for with her uncle there could be nothing wrong. I made no remark. But this explained the passage she read from Lou’s letter that came today, that with a little persuasion she thought her uncle might be got to go to Geneva tho she had preferred Scotland on account of not leaving her mother so far –  This proves M- [Mariana] had thought of the plan & seriously too – perhaps she wished to sound me, what will the world say? She protests she feels towards only as a brother – well nous verrons [we’ll see] – I told her that but for him I might have acted differently – said I read her last letter to A- [Ann Walker] but she did not understand it – I had told all that was necessary but not quite all, that is not of our connection – nor did any know of this or ever would – This seemed to satisfy her – Said I was not quite satisfied with her brother’s conduct about Clifton to his mother in paying with so much difficulty, nor with his management of his wife & that he had latterly left A- [Ann Walker] ten days unvisited by him – but this not to be named any more than the brandy & water drunk by Miss. Bagshaw at Mrs. Bewleys – M- [Mariana] has seemed low today at intervals – it seems she does not now like Mrs. Wilbraham who has interfered with the friendly society etc. Mr. C- [Crewe] says how worldly they all are & he cannot endure them – somehow I do not like him – M- [Mariana] says Mr. C- [Crewe] was never conscious of his feelings towards till L-’s [Charles Lawton?] conduct to him at Mr. Woodsin – 1831 – I cannot quite understand M- [Mariana] – she shews me she is still in love with me – I might have her as heretofore without much difficulty. She says she is glad to see me but talks of the difference there is when my interest is hung on another peg – I asked tonight if I was not as much attached & as affectionate as she wished me to be – she made no answer – I pressed her to say yes & she merely replied “yes, you are very affectionate” – she has kissed me as warmly as she dared venture & given me licence enough if I chose to take it, but in answer “do you love me” my “yes indeed I do” bespoke nothing beyond friendship. The fact is I am really indifferent to her – but she would lead me astray if she could – She will send a present to A- sorry I had proposed it as it was her own intention – L- [Charles Lawton?] & I very good friends but no more – very fine frosty day – no use to look at my thermometer – my dressing room having a good fire in it – wrote all the above of today from 11 ½ to 12 ½ tonight. [SH:7/ML/E/17/0128]

December 24, 1834 (Wednesday) > Fine soft morning – jumped up at 8 ½ on M-‘s [Mariana] coming to call me; and we sat talking in my dressing room ¾ hour (…) M- [Mariana] and I then sat talking in her sitting room till 1 – Luncheon with C- [Charles Lawton]. Letter 3 pp. and 1st page crossed (nice, kind, chit-chat letter) from A- [Ann Walker] her aunt all kindness, but nothing transpired about the contents of her sister’s letter – my aunt not so well as when I left her – if worse would write by the next post – if no letter here, wishes me to call (en passant) at the post office at Manchester – M- [Mariana] and I came and sat talking in my dressing room till 2 – she asked to look at the handwriting and I read her the letter, she looking over me, she said it was a nice simple minded letter – she was better satisfied to have seen it – M- [Mariana] and I went out at 2 to see poor old Molly Owen at the Lodge… and then walked about home till 4 ¾ – Much talk about Mr. Crewe to whom for short I gave the name of short – spoke of Micklestone (pronounced Muckstone) & her living there & our all meeting – she said we should be an odd quartette but seemed in tolerable spirits saying she should now try to turn her thoughts that way – glad to have seen me, for till she saw me, could scarce believe things really as they are – she wondered if she could ever love him, perhaps it would come but thought she should feel as if she was breaking the seventh commandment – very well satisfied with A- [Ann Walker] – should like her all the daytime, could not bear her at night, could not bear to see her go off to bed with me – I kindly parried all this – she said if she had not seen me now perhaps we might have not met again – owned it was much better to have met – I told her & explained quietly that it was all her own doing, that no human influence could have done it but her own – spoke highly of A-’s [Ann Walker] high principle & honorable feeling & that even in any case if it cost me life itself I would not willingly give her up easiness she trusted me & she was right if I could do so much in this case what could I not have done in another, but she, M- [Mariana], had never understood me – I was never half as bad as she thought me – Home at4 ¾ and sat talking inmy dressing room till 5 ½ (…) Told M- [Mariana] servants would always be left in the house at Shibden – if ever she wanted a place to go to, the house would always be at her service – but said gently I would rather she was there alone supposing I was absent – she said she should take Louisa or Ann [Mariana’s sisters] – said I had never liked her family and was sorry for it, but somehow I never could get over my feeling of dislike – I certainly owed them nothing & she said she certainly owed them nothing – dressed – dinner at 6.20 (…) on our leaving the dining room M- [Mariana] and I soon came to my dressing room – She being so low she could not stand it – drank cold water sobbed & was almost in hysterics. Then asked if I loved her “yes” said I “you know I do” we then kissed – our lips seeming glewed together & somehow tongues meeting. She sobbed & said “it is hard, very hard, to be a friend for one who has been a wife” – I was attendrie – we both cried our eyes nearly when we were obliged to go down to tea after nine. She came for a few minutes on going but was quite upset I had to go for Watson to call Eugenie & saw M- [Mariana] almost undressed – I just kiss the back of her neck & came away for she seemed worse seeing me again. It occurs to me that I inadvertently kissed her rather too warmly just after dinner. Was it this that upset her for the night? it is very sad – I am very sorry but my own indifference makes me safer that she thinks. I advised her this morning not to meet Mr. C- [Crewe] at Geneva better go with A- [Ann Walker] & me than anyone I had thought of taking Mr. Brown for A-’s drawing if so M- [Mariana] might return with him, but what I could do very uncertain. [SH:7/ML/E/17/0128 & SH:7/ML/E/17/0129]

December 25, 1834 (Thursday) > M- [Mariana] came a little before eight & staid till nine in bed with me – rather in the pathetics – she cannot get over her love for me – but I behaved with perfect propriety. She said “well” if anything happened to A- [Ann Walker] & Mr. C- [Crewe] would I take her back again – I made no answer till she said “would I not” when I replied “I would not shut the door against you” on which she thanked me & said I was very good. (…) Letter from A- [Ann Walker] (Shibden) my aunt better – 3 pp. widely written – nice letter – properly affectionate – wants me back again – (…) M- [Mariana] said nothing & L- [Charles Lawton] said he [Crewe?] was a scoundrel, of which nobody apparently took any notice – M- [Mariana] mentioned it when we came up to bed, seemed low & nervous, I tried to cheer her – advised her going to London to her uncle & Louisa for a week to see little M- till she told me the history at length of L- [Charles Lawton] & Eliza Lawton – then told her not to be away – said I saw her mind wavered about leaving L- [Charles Lawton] but that she must not do it unless he compelled her for refusing to have the girl to live with them or unless something between him & the girl came out – she had taxed with it, with what the girl said & he declared it was a lie – the girl did not like to be alone with him – he out his tongue unto her moth [mouth?]  which, said M- [Mariana], is you know, the last thing, but one to which I agreed – we talked of how the girl’s mind might be debauched till M- began kissing me & we got on to such tongueing warm work that she got excited. I kept my hands over her clothes & my arms decently round her till the right wandered to queer outside till she took up her petticoats & put it to her & I gave her a thorough grubbling – I think she will have her cousin for it – I certainly felt oddish but no wish to be near to her myself, tho she said in the midst “can you not come near to me for a minute or two” I made no reply but went on never opening my eyes. She asked if I loved her, I merely said “yes”. When I did look at her it was in silence neither as if ashamed nor as if attendri nor caring much. I was grave & silent. She said she was better & hoped I should have a good night. What is the meaning of all this? Can this be the conduct of a pure minded virtuous woman! I despise it – she had tried all ways to upset me – I have done what I have done, but she shall never gain more nor ever I hope a repetition ever of this. I could have done without it but somehow I thought gratify her passion by one parting grubble. It ought not to have been but I will try to turn it to some good account by telling her I shall shew her letters & by keeping out of her way – my respect is gone. – She read me Mr. C-’s [Crewe] last letter long & written at different times according to her request nothing absolutely improper might be read aloud but the understanding between them is evident – How will it end? He is a gambler – I told her today I did not think that right & I was sorry for it – She send’s A- [Ann Walker] little pocket book yet she will try to lead me astray from her! But she shall do no worse & I hope & trust the scene of tonight cannot recur. Is this the chaste & quiet M- [Mariana]? I will keep out to her way & Mr. C–’s [Crewe] too as well as I can. [SH:7/ML/E/17/0129 & SH:7/ML/E/17/0130]

December 26, 1834 (Friday) > Had slept in my clothes – M- [Mariana] came before eight & leaned or lay on the bed till I got up – I don’t think she found out that I was not undress, my night chemise hid all that she seemed in good spirits – said she had had a very good night & hoped I had had one too. I said not much on this part of the subject – she saw that I did not think of last night’s business quite as she did I said let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall – she seemed rejoiced at the sort of victory she thought she had gained & argued against my fancying there was any wrong in it – said it had done her good & she was now much happier – begged me not to abuse her in my heart. I said as little as possible not troubling myself to knock down her arguments but saying the only thing I had thought of as a consolation was the telling her I should show all my letters to A- [Ann Walker]. She made no objections, in fact she could not well make any, she was satisfied to have found as she thought that all her influence over me was not gone – she little dreampt the real state of the case, she had fallen in my opinion she had been too much in the style of Mrs. Milne & I mean to be as little in her way as possible in time to come. She said she still could believe herself belonging to anyone but me – the night before last she had left me in an agony quite wet thro & ill – last night she was calmer & could have done without it if I had not been different. I said nothing against all this but let it pass – she said I do not know what it is was to be obliged to restraint where formerly she had only to ask & have, I merely said I saw how she was on Wednesday night & was on my guard – last night I was off my guard & etc. etc. (…) Went down to breakfast at 11 – Mr. L- [Charles Lawton] had waited to wish me good bye – never so attentive before… off from Lawton at 11.50 (…) and at Shibden at 10.55 – all gone to bed but Cordingley and John expecting me, had come down – A- [Ann Walker] jumped up – and came to me in her dressing gown and cloak, delighted to see me back again – had given up in despair – had tea – the first thing we did was to laugh aloud at her droll figure and the bustle I had made – explained, sat talking – Told her I myself was astonished how little I had thought of M- [Mariana] either going or returning. Very glad to be back again. Mentioned how I had offered her the use of Shibden in the event of L-’s [Charles Lawton] death etc. etc. –   [SH:7/ML/E/17/0130 & SH:7/ML/E/17/0131]

Anne Lister goes back to Shibden the 26th. She’s happy to be back and tells AW that she “was astonished how little I had thought of M- either going or returning. Very glad to be back again.” and then she and AW have sex: “One very good kiss after getting into bed & not long after this another not quite so good but very fair.” (December 27, 1834 – Saturday)

So, to wrap this up… Mariana tries to have sex with AL everyday while they’re together, and AL tries her best to stay away (and I mean, they do what they do but they don’t have sex?? at least for Anne’s way of thinking). Anne writes how indifferent she is to it all and that basically she doesn’t even know why she gave in to Mariana’s attentions (and she doesn’t really seem into it anyway). What I think is this: I see it as a moment of weakness, their relationship is so complex and their dynamic is just so established that I think it was easy for Anne Lister to fall in the old ways with Mariana just because it was what she was used to. Doesn’t seem to me that AL was very happy with what happened, with Mariana’s behaviour or her own behaviour. I’m also very curious about why, in everything I’ve read by any historian, everyone says that AL stayed faithful to Ann Walker, clearly no one considered this thing with Mariana an important fact…

The situation between them was quite complex. There are a lot of grey areas, there is a lot of history between them, and as always Mariana has a strong hold on Anne. We’re talking about real people here, with complex feelings, with contradictory feelings. It is very hard to say one thing or the other about this matter, there is so much complexity in their relationship, in what happens and in what Anne feels that I think that reducing everything to “she was faithful” or “she wasn’t faithful” is not the right way to deconstruct/understand the whole thing.

[wrotetheaboveoftoday]

1828 Tues. 9 September (1/2)

6 11 25/60 No motion At my desk at 7 10/60 - from then to 8 wrote 2 1/2 pp. to M- [Mariana] to go with the chemise - spoke to John about getting hollies etc. - wrote the remainder of page 3 and finished my letter to M- [Mariana] - my aunt leaves me to judge for myself about Martha but ‘all parties seem to fancy they can go on as at present’ - If M- [Mariana] can have the girl at Lawton with me, shall count this advantage enough, and take her - It would be foolish to go to Harrogate as this would curtail my better time afterwards at Lawton - Do not make any arrangements for going to Scarbro’ beyond a day or 2 from the festival - ‘we must talk over matters thoroughly’ - this is all the even indirect notice of the spring plan - when and what money will be wanted for Duncan - Do not come this way - but go from M- [Mariana] to Huddersfield, Leeds, and York - I may get off to Langton about the 20th - ‘Mr. John L- [Lawton]’s conduct cannot fail to str[?] one - If poor C- [Charles]’s finger aches, one gets alarmed’ ..... ask for my prints, and had she not best send me the Retrospective review from the spring of 1826

Wrote the above of this morning till 8 35/60 - then at my estate ledger - breakfast at 10 1/2 - sent off my letter and the chemise in a small parcel, by my father, at 11 to M- [Mariana] Lawton - talking a little to Marian - said I thought my aunt rather inclined for my buying Hampstead, and if my father could get no more than £500 for it I would consider about it - in that case I should have near £370 to pay, and should like to have the refusal - Mr. and Mrs. William Priestley of Lightcliffe and her niece Miss Paley then called for about 20 minutes or 1/2 hour - afterwards came upstairs about or soon after 12 - ate 3 peaches - had Cordingley up about Martha Booth - Cordingley seems to think she may do, and be steady, and that George would tell me if he saw anything going wrong, tho’ the P- [Priestley]s appear to laugh at the idea of this

Looking over my uncles bits of manuscripts for the copyhold rents, etc Abraham Mallinson came about 2 - downstairs talking to him - the ground lowered all round the house and a good drain as low as the foundation to take off the drip from the hill above would lay the house quite dry - changed my pelisse etc. and off to H-x [Halifax] at 3 1/4 down the old bank - sat 40 minutes with the Miss Mellins - Miss Grace M- [Mellins] read me her letter from Mrs. Holme - letters to her directed aux soins de Messrs. Rogers frères and cie. Naples - gave me the letter 1st to read the inquiries after myself sorry she had not seen ‘Ann Lister’ in Paris, or Naples - should like to know if I had been in the latter place - easy to miss people without they were in our own ‘set’ - ‘Please to direct aux soins de’ etc. all this, - this manner of expressing herself enough for me - 2 families of the names of Barclay and Perkins were all the English families she associated with in Paris - went leisurely to Marseilles, thence per steam to Leghorn [Livorno] - stopped there a day - thence wind against them and fearing not to have coal enough put into a port in Elba for 1 1/2 days, and thence per steam to Naples - said I should inquire for her - so I will, but as to visiting much that is as hereafter may be - her niece Sophia, about 20, waiting to be of age to marry the ‘Brazilian minister the marquis de .... ætatis 27 whose post brings her in a good income - nothing against the match but her delicate constitution

From Miss Mellins to Wellhead and got there about 4 55/60 - sat with the 2 girls Ellen and Ann near an hour before mamma and grandmamma (Mrs. R- [Rawson]) and young John W- [Waterhouse] came in, and at 6 Mr. W- [Waterhouse] had a nice roasted partridge and good tea at 6 - one of the Miss Waterhouses had before mentioned Niebuhr’s history of Rome as something new and very good - a little conversation with Mr. J. W- [Waterhouse] about the excellence of Mudge’s county maps (an inch to a mile) particularly that of Devonshire which had examined on the spot, and on the impossibility of making any perambulator measure exactly on account of the expansion of metals - Mudge’s distances (he is employed by the admiralty) measured by the chain, and then by glass rods in trangles.

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E3 Pokemon Sword and Shield demo Impressions

drSo I got to play Sword and Shield, Luigi’s Mansion, Link’s Awakening, and Iceborne at e3. Heres my impression of Sword and Shield.

Of course I will be putting it under keep reading in case you do not want spoilers.

@daily-incineroar (I know you wanted to see some impressions) 

I got to play all the way through the water gym.

Not being able to check menu is weird... (remember this is a demo build)

Return to gym puzzles! To be honest I kinda missed them after Sun and Moon X3 

The gym puzzle itself is a separate room to the actual gym battle area. Its a simple water blocks way hit the switch sort of puzzle.

The pokemon we got were at lv 50, presumably so we dont evolve them or something. We got all 3 starters, Corviknight, Wooloo, and Yamper

I do not think these are the final trainers in the gym because one of the kids had a Vulpix. In a water gym

The little boy npc had a sweater with the squirrel pokemon! Really cute knit sweater too. I wouldnt mind buying one myself x3

The water is gorgeous! 

When trainers see you, theres that cool zoom in thing they did in Lets Go

Hair! Trainer hair moves with the wind even though they are inside a building...

Very nice gym area overall. The colors are less “shaded” and simple like they are in Lets Go. Its a very nice looking game.

Gym Leader Nessa

I love her style, she has alot of movement and gets a cool close up

Ok I swear they are throwing pokeballs more and more like how we throw actual balls in sports. She has ball throwing animations that are different than Milo’s

She gets a cool zoom in and animation when dynamaxing

3D rumble! When pokemon dynamax and when they make their call after dynamaxing, the controller rumbles. It feels nice.

The music changes dramatically for her. It feels very amped up, like you are at a sporting event. 

Audience movement is a super nice touch. I like how it makes you feel pumped. 

Ok this is probably just me but... I think her Drednaw had high Special Def. I hit it with razor leaf and the electric dynamax move twice but it didnt take it down. I had to rely on Corviknight’s steel wing to beat it :x

I think theres a few dynamax moves per type. When I dynamaxed Yamper, its two electric moves became the same dynamax move, just with different PP

The new badge is a bracelet, which im assuming is designed to have the other gym badges attach next to it. Nessa’s was the first badge, so maybe shes the first gym? But its possible she may not be? Not sure...

Pokemon’s E3 booth

Not as cool as what they did for Luigi’s Mansion, but the exterior and interior are designed to look like the gyms! Wall inside had the crowd from the game and 2 banners from the water gym. Even the CARPET had the right texture from the gym itself!

Super nice staff! I had to wait a bit because a media pass member wanted to play the game, but they already let me in. Pokemon staff let me play while the media pass member was quickly taken to another free TV. 

They gave us a trio set of pins for the starters for playing! 

During E3 they were basically blasting Link’s Awakening’s soundtrack, but as we got closer to Pokemon���s, they blasted Pokemon’s music, so much so that we didnt even hear music from the other areas XD

Overall, it was a great event! I went in pretty early so I got through the line in under 1 hour. 

[7r0773r]

In Love by Alfred Hayes

Did I want her? I thought to myself. Suppose, now, she were to change her mind: did I want her? Of course not, I assured myself. Was her loss important? How stupid to imagine it was. Nothing of any significance had happened. It was simply that my own life was so barren, or seemed so barren; the temporary possession of her had given me the illusion that it was not, while I had her, barren; now that she was gone, the barrenness that she had temporarily helped conceal lay exposed. It was because we thought so much that love could save us, that having nothing else but the dry labor of our work we looked so anxiously toward love. It was our ridiculous phoenix. Somebody had reported that its nest had been discovered. We were waiting for the apparition, for the feathered resurrection, for the bird of endless hope with the imperishable plumage, quite sure the bird did not exist, eager for the slightest rumor it did. To suffer, or to experience a suffering for the loss of a girl who had no importance, was absurd; I was absurd because I was suffering; it was something that required hiding away because of its absurdity.

It was becoming painful to think. There seemed to be inside me whole areas I had to be careful of. I could feel my mind, like a paw, wince away from certain sharp recollections. I contained, evidently, a number of wounded ideas.

So, with the only face I had, I continued to walk uptown, imitating a man who is out for some air or a little exercise before bed.

Had I lost her because of cowardice? Because of too little desire? Was I unable to hold or possess anyone ?

Sad and preposterous, I thought. It seemed to me that was what I was most: sad and preposterous. It was not that I had been happy with her; I was quite sure I had not been happy. But there were images of her which turned stiffly in my mind as though they were little lead figures attached to a mechanism: images of her on the green daybed, images of her combing her hair. I knew that she had wanted what I was not prepared to give her: the illusion that she was safe, the idea she was protected. She had expected, being beautiful, the rewards of being beautiful; at least some of them; one wasn't beautiful for nothing in a world which insisted that the most important thing for a girl to be was beautiful. Perhaps now, I thought, she would have some of the things she imagined she wanted: the cocker spaniel, the nursery with the wallpaper that had little sailing boats on it and flying fish, the lawn with an automatic sprinkler, and somebody else to do the dishes. And it wasn't only the money. Possibly the money was not so important to her as I contemptuously told myself it was. She was tired. At twenty-two she was tired. They tired young nowadays. They were willing to call it quits at twenty-two. She had been a little too young for me, and a little too desperate. Women in their blossoming thirties were better for what I wanted women for; a little more experienced, a little less intense; women for whom a love affair wasn't any longer so desperate an enterprise. What there was of it, I told myself, I'd had; what I was entitled to I'd got; I'd never get more, being the man I was, and living the life I'd chosen for myself.

A clock in a jeweler's window said eleven. I had walked all the way uptown. I was again at that familiar corner with its subway kiosk, her tenement with the bar and grill on the street level, her delicatessen with its imported groceries, the great bulk of her office building. I looked up: the windows were dark. She was still not home; or was she home?

Once around the block, I thought. Give her until midnight.

In the bar and grill, there was a communal shabbiness of a sort. The customers ranged along the bar, almost looking as though they knew each other, almost looking as though they were there together. You ought to get drunk, I said; at least that would be a place to be, the bar. But you can't, I said; you get ill, you know that, it's your stomach, you can't get drunk even if you want to. I really didn't have a good vice. Liquor in moderate quantities. Love on the installment plan. Wouldn't it be nice if I could really cultivate some impressive vice? Some excessive cruelty or some astonishing sacrifice. But not even that. Instead, we complain in small voices. Complain we've married the wrong girl, taken the wrong job, lived the wrong lives.

And what pitiful attempts we make at cures: we raise vegetables in ridiculous gardens, we apply for membership in athletic clubs, we promise ourselves to read again all the important books we've neglected. We think that what we want is a simpler life, and a more active, a more external one, and every Wednesday we diligently attend the square dances at the local schoolhouse imagining that a Virginia reel is the way back into a friendly community, and that denims and a checked shirt will restore communication with the stranger who lives next door.

The only thing we haven't lost, I thought, is the ability to suffer. We're fine at suffering. But it's such a noiseless suffering. We never disturb the neighbors with it. We collapse, but we collapse in the most disciplined way. That's us. That's certainly us. The disciplined collapsers.

Suicide quietly with sleeping pills in a tiled bath. Neat gassings in a duplex. No trouble to anyone; the will notarized and the floor swept and the telephone on its hook.

Your only vice, I thought, is yourself. The worst of all. The really incurable one.

It was twelve o'clock. There was a light in the windows. I went into the bar. As I went toward the telephone booth, the phone rang. I answered it. It was somebody wanting somebody named Eddie Cohen. I said to the bartender: is there somebody here named Eddie Cohen?

The bartender called: Eddie Cohen here?

There was no Eddie Cohen.

I told whoever it was at the other end of the phone that there was no Eddie Cohen. He's there every night, the voice said, and then hung up. I dialed her number. (pp. 94-100)

[veryfineday]

Tuesday 9 October 1832

6 1/2

11 40/..

N  N  +

rainy morning breakfast at 8 10/.. with my father in 3/4 hour – wrote the whole of yesterday – at 10 1/4 note basKet of grapes from miss walKer Lidgate to my aunt and note to me 3 pp.pages of 1/2 sheet in envelope to consult me about her tenant Collins who has the Lidgate farm removing to WiKe and having sent his cows away without saying a word or her Knowing anything about it till her cooK told her this morning she had no milK – asKed what to do –

the substance of my advice was that on the man’s coming to speaK to her she should be very civil, say she was rather surprised and that she would thinK about it – being cautious to avoid giving any hint of what she would or would not do – and to let him and her servants be as little able as possible to calculate from near many what she thought of doing – probably the man wanted to annoy her into doing something or other he could turn to his own advantage but her perfect self command and temper would foil all chances of this sort – Bayldon would not serve her in a case liKe this – not to mind that – Collins has property, and she has hold enough of him – my 1st impulse was to go over to her this afternoon but it was not necessary, and, on 2nd thoughts, most prudent and best, determined (if I could get over tomorrow) not to go till 8 a.m. on Thursday –

her note begins  how little did I imagine  when we parted last night that I should so soon have had the pleasure of addressing you my dear friend  under other circumstances I should not have dared to take up my pen  but the plea of soliciting your advice seems at least a tolereably fair excuse    then comes the subject of Collins  ending  with my kind regards to Mr. and Mrs. Lister believe me yours very sincerely Ann Walker –

Had Booth the mason and murgatroyde the carpenter and settled with them (paid in full) for george Naylor’s stable at upper place, and the worK done in the library passage – i.e. flue maKing in the hall chimney and stove setting and new window putting in and our new light of window in my blue room – wrote and sent at 11 1/4 by miss Walker's servant returned from H-x[Halifax] my note to ‘miss Walker Lidgate’ 4 pp.pages of 1/2 sheet in envelope merely writing the latter I had been very busy the cloaK was not brushed and the man had had to wait 1/4 hour –

I began with  your note my love surprises me  but surprise is not the only or the uppermost feeling which engrosses me  I leave you to imagine what I mean  for surely you already know me too well to be wrong in any surmise you may wish to make   then follows my advice about Collins and conclude with  I am to thank you very much for the grapes which with your usual good judgment you have directed to my aunt   I am doubly flattered doubly abliged  the cloak was of the greatest use to me last night  except among Alps and Pyrenees  I know not when I have been out in such a storm of rain and hurricane of wind  which last was sso strong against me that I was literally blewn off the causeway five or six times   forgive me if I can hardly regret even your vexation about Collins  remember that it is to him I owe your note  and to him I owe this present unexpected pleasure of assuring you how much I am affectionately and very faith fully yours A Lister   I wonder what she will think of this   I told her yesterday I thought her pretty  proof said she how blind love is  told her how nice she looked in her evening gown for dinner on Thursday  she said she thought I rather looked at her  in fact she will soon I think put me less and less in competition with Cliffhill  if I can only manage her tolerably the first night –

at 12 40/.. had just written so far of today – dawdling over 1 thing or other (rain from before 1 to 2) till 2 – standing musing about Miss Walker  whether I can at all satisfy her or not and how we shall get on together – went out at 2 with John and with him till came in at 6 – planting a score raspberry plants, and a bed of scarlet strawberries and ivy at the foot of the embanKing walls, and along the wearing near the great sycamore tree in my walK – did 10 pp.[pages] French vocabulary –

dinner at 7 – read the 1st 100 pp.[pages] SKetches of India in 1818 published in London in 1824 – (by captain Skinner – went into the little room at 8 40/.. – so hot asleep almost immediately till my father went to bed – came upstairs at 10 5/.. – just before and afterwards read over tonights courier – rainy morning – cleared up about noon – then between 1 and 2 more rain afterwards fair and fineish afternoon and evening Fahrenheit 57º. now at 10 40/..p.m. –

[vickisventures]

Road Trippin’

I think this has got to be the earliest I’ve ever seen snow fall.  We only got a couple of inches and it didn’t stick to the roads, but it was pretty and cold!  It is starting to melt now and the blobs dropping from the trees and falling on the roof of our RV makes it sound like we are under attack, but we are safe and warm inside.  We weren’t so sure we were going to be yesterday about this time.  We decided to go hiking yesterday morning.  There was a 5.6 mile hike called Hell’s Canyon that we’ve been wanting to do but we wanted cooler weather to do it in. Figured since it was only supposed to get to 47 degrees yesterday, it’d be “cooler.”  It was a nice hike with some pretty “fall” colors and 5 water crossings (thankfully the water wasn’t too high and there were rocks strategically placed for hopping across).  This area had a forest fire in 2000 and so some of the area is lacking trees and so we could only imagine what it looked like pre-fire but it was a worthwhile hike that took us around 2 ½ hours to complete.  So, we got back, ate some lunch and the temperature started to drop.  Time to crank up the heat…but it didn’t want to “crank.”  Déjà vu! (Happened with our last RV too.)  It would try to but the furnace wouldn’t stay on.  So, Steve started to troubleshoot. It took a couple of hours (and lots of prayers) but opening the motor and cleaning the sail switch (don’t ask me!) seemed to be the answer and the furnace kicked on. I’m not sure either one of us slept very well, waking up, wondering if the heater was still on and working but it was and still is.  I’m glad because it’s supposed to get down to 20 tonight.  Steve has unhooked the water hose and filled the fresh water tank so we don’t have to worry about the water freezing and we are just using the water in the tank.  Thank goodness for a heated underbelly and tank heaters!  This may be practice for our month in North Dakota!  

We have been trying to knock things off our to-do list.  Since we’ve still been doing online church, we decided to go to Deadwood on Sunday.  Also the gold mine was closing after Labor Day so we figured we were running out of time. We headed there first.  We couldn’t get on the next tour but they said if we’d wait an hour, we could go.  We just decided to sit in the truck and wait it out.  The tour was of an old gold mine that never made a ton of money.  It was interesting and when our guide lit a candle and turned off the lights in the tunnel, we got to see just how dark, dark is. I can’t imagine working in a mine with only a candle. Then we went to the Days of ’76 museum.  The town of Deadwood has had a rodeo and big celebration called the Days of ’76 since 1924 as a way to honor Deadwood's first pioneers - the prospectors, miners, muleskinners, and madams who poured into the Black Hills in 1876 to settle the gold-filled gulches of Dakota Territory.  The bottom floor of the museum had old wagons and carriages for you to look at.  That part was my favorite.  From there we went to find a place to park so we could walk Main Street.  There are lots of pay parking lots and garages but if you don’t mind a little walk, you can find a free lot north of town close to the Days of ’76 museum.  We figured since we were all about free, we’d do that!  We were ready for lunch and didn’t want burgers so we went to the Nugget Saloon which had good reviews on Trip Advisor for their pizza.  It was the best pizza I’d eaten in a while!  They have a secret recipe, whole wheat crust that was amazing.  We got an all meat pizza and were in heaven.  They also had a guy playing a guitar and singing so the place was packed.  I noticed they had an upstairs area and so I asked the lady at the bar if we could eat up there and she said we could if we ordered downstairs.  Wow, did we luck out.  There were only 2 tables (and a game room) upstairs but we were the only ones up there and we had a perfect view of the entertainer without having the music so loud you couldn’t talk.  Score! After that we headed to the Adam’s Museum.  It has a variety of exhibits and is free to the public.  The Adam’s House isn’t free ($10/pp) but we had our VIP passes and once again, kept our “free” day going.  It’s an old Victorian house that has had several well-known, local families live in it.  It was a beautiful house and the tour was very informative and enjoyable.  After that we found some ice cream (not free) and then our truck so we could drive to the Mt. Moriah cemetery where Wild Bill Hickock and Calamity Jane were buried (as well as some other famous people from the Wild West.)  There’s a fee to go in but we arrived after 5pm and the fee booth was closed.  It was a full day of activity but well worth it. Deadwood also has a lot of casinos (and street smokers) so although it was a nice place for a day trip, I wouldn’t want to stay there.  So, our VIP pass got us into everything without paying a penny; we just had to pay for food and gas…made for a pretty inexpensive day.

As for campground news, Labor Day weekend wasn’t too rough.  Thursday was busier than I expected and Friday was just as I’d expected.  We had 31 arrivals on Friday and although Jen and Bill were gone all afternoon, we survived without too many issues.  Guests did start rolling in around 11:15 (45 minutes prior to check-in time) and I made the decision to go ahead and let them do it. I figured if I could keep the 31 RV’s from stacking up on me, it’d be worth it.  We had 2 come in with trailers and UTV’s that we weren’t expecting and that did cause some stress as we tried to figure out where to park them.  I really don’t understand why people don’t mention that kind of thing when they are making their reservations!  It’s not like it’s easy to find space for UTV trailers. Then we heard Saturday evening that part of the park was without electricity.  We still haven’t heard the full story but apparently there was an overload that caused 2 sections of the campground to go dark.  They weren’t able to get it fixed that evening, so people had to be without electricity until the next morning.  It had gotten into the mid 90’s that day, we were full with a lot of big rigs and I figure a lot of people had all of their A/C’s running full steam and it was just too much.  Thankfully, we weren’t affected by it but I bet there were some unhappy campers!

We are supposed to go to Rapid City and get our fridge fixed tomorrow morning.  Prayers that it will actually work by the end of the day, would be appreciated.

3 more work weeks left…

[travelingchicks4]

Baltimore, Day 2

We began our day with a Ballpark Tour of Camden Yards. Our guide was a longtime Orioles fan who was informative and delivered a comprehensive tour for only $9 pp! We had a very small tour group, just us and 3 others so we were able to ask a lot of questions and get in depth information. We sat in the Orioles dugout, viewed club level suites (which were so posh!!) , press box and broadcasting booths. Some of the club level suites can be rented for the season for a mere 150k; Suites behind home base will set you back about 450k. Along the way we learned a bit about the city of Baltimore, history of the ballpark and heard stories about notable players. I personally was so impressed with the broadcasting room. Our guide said that it contained all the latest hi tech equipment available and it certainly looked like it . I had never given much thought to how the broadcasting happened and I am truly awestruck! There were so many computers, wires, lights, controls and screens that control everything in the ballpark..the music, stadium lights, speakers, replays, giant outdoor screen, scoreboard ,etc. If you ever find yourself in Baltimore, take this tour! Camden Yards is within walking distance to the harbor and it's array of attractions. It was raining so we opted for Uber. We decided to visit the Baltimore National Aquarium because of the weather. It was nice.. they had a good variety of exhibits and many scheduled programs throughout the day. We saw a brief 4D movie about "predators and prey" and watched a dolphin training session which was definitely the highlight . Dolphins are so smart! The trainers would give them a hand signal, this hand signal meant that the dolphins were to perform a trick of their own choosing. The dolphins knew they were not supposed to repeat the same behavior twice, so every time the instructor would give that hand signal the dolphins would have to think of a new trick. The trainer gave the signal at least a dozen times and every time, the dolphin had to be creative and come up with something different . Sometimes they would swim around the perimeter of the pool, presumably while thinking about something new to try. Incredible! There was a giant Barnes & Noble right next to the aquarium, we browsed for awhile before getting a ride back to the campground. Tomorrow is our last day in Baltimore, we plan on sleeping in and hanging around the campground because the cost of getting into Baltimore is prohibitive.

[sometimesrosy]

Academic, chapter 10: The Intern

rosymamacita

Chapter 10 Read on AO3  read from the beginning Academic

: The Intern

It's the end of Clarke's year of being a visiting professor at NYU, so as far as her friends are aware, she should be ready to make their Bellarke dreams canon, in real life... but instead, The History Channel has asked her to hire Bellamy as "The Intern," on their show, much to the dismay of her friends who are sure she won't allow herself to get involved with her employee.

Ah, Bellarkers... always hoping, always having their hopes delayed. Again.

;)

This is a prompt from my 2k followers celebration, asking me to add a chapter to the abandoned story. And I did. :) Thanks @miraculoushipping

miraculoushipping said:Hi! I really hope this doesn't come off as rude since I know that a lot of authors don't really like being badgered for updates, which is completely understandable, writing is HARD. But do you have plans to update/complete Academic? It's sosososo good and I love it, I couldn't stop grinning (Nubile little nymph, made my night 😂) and it just has everything I could possibly want in an AU fic PS Kane totally ships Bellarke PPS Clarke not telling her friends they're dating out of pettiness? Gold

Chapter Text

They were at the bar, near the end of the school year. “So that sucks, right?”

Clarke gawked at the ridiculous number of hits for the new youtube vid of Bellamy at the Boys Club in his old neighborhood where he had raised Octavia. The theme was “Everyday Heroes,” and apparently, the whole internet was in love with the Bellamy Blake.

Clarke couldn’t blame them. She was in love with him too.

“How could this possibly suck? He’s a sensation. That has to be good for him. He’s my friend. Why would I want him not to have success?” She was still staring at him on screen, even though the volume was turned down low and she couldn’t hear the stories he was telling about the disadvantaged kids of the inner-city, their struggling parents and the people who were advocating for them. She swallowed and looked at Jasper, who looked back at her in exasperation.

“Duh, Clarke, because The History Chanel wants him to work on our show as ‘The Intern.’ You’ll be his employer! You’ll never be able to get together, now.”

Clarke looked at him, her face carefully neutral. “Have you been reading fan fiction again, Jasper?” she asked.

“I’ll have you know that Bellarke is not the only ship your man is in now. There’s Caesamy. They’ve paired him up with Caesar, isn’t that awesome? And Zeusamy. Quite the fireworks in that one. A bit of Aphrodellamy… but Aphrodite always sounds vaguely like you anyway. My favorite is a little out of the history geek wheelhouse. Riplamy.”

Clarke couldn’t take it anymore and rolled her eyes. “Riplamy? Which greek god is that?”

“No greek god. Ripley. From Aliens!” Clarke stared at him. His eyes were wide and excited and she took a bite of pizza while he gushed about Bellamy fighting aliens in space. It turns out that it wasn’t that hard to distract Jasper from things she didn’t want to talk about.

Clarke called for a round of shots and made sure that when they came, Raven and Wells were sitting as close as they could in the booth, penned in on both sides by the enthusiastic Jasper on one side and a VERY friendly Monty and Miller on the other, who had apparently come to some agreements about what they were to each other, if the cuddling and smiles and the way they kept crowding into Raven’s space, pushing her closer to Wells had anything to say about it.

Clarke tossed back her shot and smiled at the way Raven blushed under Wells gaze. Honestly blushed. Raven couldn’t even look at Wells as he stared down at her and asked her if she was okay.

Raven was not okay. Wells put a hand to her forehead and Raven blinked up at him. Her lips parting ever so slightly. It was awesome.

Her phone in her back pocket buzzed.

“As much as I’d love to stay and watch all— “she waved her hands at the general friendness of her friend group, getting closer in ways that made her happy, not the least because she liked their matchmaking hearts being stung by cupid’s arrow. “I really need to get out of here. I have a business call from China coming in a bit. And I need all my notes. You guys keep on doing what you’re doing.” Her friends barely noticed her. Miller was entranced by Monty. The mighty Raven was laid low by Wells’ attention and Jasper was staring sadly at his phone. HE was next on the list. She’d find someone for him, to get him out of his Bellarke obsession. It wasn’t healthy. He needed to focus on his own life, not hers.

Clarke shrugged her bag over her shoulder only to be confronted by the sharp green eyes of Octavia. “I’m sorry he couldn’t make it tonight.”

“Who?” she said. As if she didn’t know.

Octavia pursed her lips. “My brother,” she snapped.

Clarke let out a soft laugh. “Oh Octavia,” she said, fondly. “I told you. You don’t have to feel bad about me and Bellamy. We’re friends.” They were. It was true. Friends. He was one of her best friends. Best.

Octavia scowled at her. “There was something between you.”

“Hmm,” she said noncommittally. It was true.

“There IS something between you.”

Clarke smiled and nodded without saying anything at all. It was true.

“Stop acting like it doesn’t bother you that you couldn’t get together!” Octavia said. It was almost yelling, but her voice was quiet. Hissed almost.

“Babe,” Lincoln said behind her, taking a hold of her arm as if he were trying to hold her back.

Octavia shot a frustrated look back at Lincoln. “Why did you let The History Channel hire him as your stupid intern. He’s more important than that.”

He was. “Things worked out for the best, Octavia. They really did. This could really open doors for him. I’m excited for him. You should be, too.”

Octavia’s scowl turned even fiercer. “I am. I just wish….”

“Babe,” Lincoln said and wrapped a soothing arm around her. “Let it go.”

“But they could have been so good together,” she grumbled to her boyfriend.

Clarke had pity for Octavia. She leaned down to the table and gestured towards Raven and Wells. “See that? Wells has been in love with her for ages. But Raven? She doesn’t believe in love.” She thought back to all the anguish that Raven had suffered over the years, all the broken hearts and pain. “She thinks love is for suckers.”

Octavia slanted her eyes over at them, the way Wells kind of loomed over Raven and the way Raven kept looking away, but still oriented towards him, as if her body couldn’t help it.

“But she tried to get you and Bellamy to fall in love.”

Clarke shook her head wryly. “No. She tried to get us to hook up. She thought if we had sex, I’d get him out of my system and be able to move on.”

Octavia shot her piercing glance back at Clarke. “But you didn’t do that, right?”

“If I hooked up with your brother,” Clarke said and her heart started racing, “do you think I’d just be able to move on and forget him?”

Octavia raised her chin like a challenge. “No, I don’t.”

“Good,” Clarke said and stood up. “So work on that over there.” Wells had a crooked grin on and Raven was on some rant with multiple curse words and much disdain for whoever she was ranting about, but there was a high flush on her cheeks.

“Yeah, maybe,” Octavia said and turned her attention down the table while Clarke made her goodbyes and left the bar.

****

She turned the key in her apartment. It was quiet. Clarke closed the door behind her, locking it. Latching it too. Cautious.

She slipped off her shoes and hung her bag over the back of the chair, stepping quietly, not wanting to break the silence, in case….

“Bellamy?” she called.

“In here.”

She smiled. He had his serious voice. All the different versions of Bellamy still thrilled her. The academic one. The sexy one. The contentious one. The protective one.

She dropped her sweater as she walked back to her bedroom and stood in the doorway.

He was in her bed, shirtless, reading a huge tome. It was his favorite way to be, she’d found out. And she loved it. She loved him.

She laid down next to him. He raised his arm so that she could cuddle up against his side and that’s what she did, kissing the skin of his shoulder and laying her head on his chest, just happy to be there.

“They were talking about you at the bar,” she said.

“Hmm, yeah?” he said distracted by his book. His hand petted up and down her arm. “What were they saying?”

“Oh, that it was a pity The History Channel had hired you as “The Intern” on my show, and that meant I was your boss and couldn’t hook up with you. They were sad.”

He sighed, amused and turned the page. “And you couldn’t tell them that they hired me as your love interest because they loved the internet nonsense and wanted to jump onto the whole Bellarke frenzy just like our friends?”

“They didn’t,” Clarke purred, stroking his flat belly, playing with the little hairs above his waist band. “They hired you because of your passion for history and your screen presence. They liked the idea of a regular guy coming in to challenge me.”

“If that was what it was about, you never would have agreed to it.” He smiled as he read, but she got the feeling he wasn’t paying much attention to his book anymore. “You never needed a man to make your show good.”

“True.” His abs were so nice. “But I do so like having you around.”

“Uh huh,” he said doubtfully, still pretending to read his book.

“I do. You keep me on my toes, Bellamy. You make sure I’ve got the whole picture and I don’t get too laser focused on my own opinion. You make me better.”

He put his book down. “You’ve got it backwards, Clarke. I’m always trying to keep up with you. To think bigger. To question my beliefs. You make me better.”

She smiled. “Together we make a good show. Plus with added sexual tension.” She let her fingertips slip just barely underneath his waistband.

“So you’re going to enjoy working with your impressionable, young and nubile intern.” he pulled her towards him and kissed her temple, nuzzling the skin there with his nose. “You’re such a predator.” The motion of his hand became slower on her back, stroking down her spine to the curve of her ass, before sliding back up again, under her shirt and around to fondle her breast.

“Yeah, you’re a real innocent.” She just breathed, feeling the sensations while he nibbled at her ear and slipped his fingers inside of her bra. The muscles of his chest under her hands were warm and firm and she reached for the snap of his jeans. He lifted his hips just slightly to meet her hands, but she stopped. “Are you okay, though? With this game we’re playing? Pretending not to be together, working on the show. Teasing not just our friends but the whole world? You— you’re such a good guy, Bellamy, you can’t like lying.”

He laughed and the low vibrations went through her. “Oh baby,” he said and pulled her shirt over her head. “I’m not that good a guy. They set the rules. They fucked with us first. So we get to fuck with them.” He reached behind her and released the clasp on her bra, slipping the straps down and throwing the scrap of lace over there, somewhere. He bent down to kiss the soft skin at the top curve of her breast and she surged up to meet his lips, but he simply petted down her side and smiled at her.

“Hey, they’re paying me a shit load of money to argue with you about history and justice and also to travel to amazing places that I’d never go otherwise. We’re filming around my academic calendar. Miller has the bar. This is going to be really great for my career… I HAVE a career and I’ve only been in college for one year. I think you’re really failing to understand just how much of a win this all is for me. And the best thing of all, I get you out of it. And I get to flirt with you and make that angry glint come into your eye when I challenge you… do you know how MUCH I loved that when you were just my professor? That little glint. I knew how much fire you had inside you.” He laughed under his breath and his hand drifted down to undo her jeans and slip inside.

She gasped.

“Yeah that’s the fire.” His grin was crooked and beloved. “That we get to screw with our friends and mess up their betting and also make them wonder about us for the whole filming? That’s just bonus, huh?”

But Clarke really couldn’t follow the conversation anymore. Not with the electricity Bellamy was striking inside of her. “Stop talking,” she breathed. “Do you really want to keep talking about our friends right now?”

“No, I don’t,” he said, and his mouth came down on her nipple while his hands brought her higher. She peaked under him and laughed, pulling him close to her and kissing down his chest.

“Is that how I get you shut up?” she asked, so happy in that moment that it felt like the universe was revolving around them.

“Pretty much, yeah,” he said and kissed her.

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You can fine-tune the location and duration of a clip in your project by moving the clip’s startpoint or endpoint, or an entire frame-range selection, in small increments at once. Choose one of the following methods, depending on how you like to work.

Using the fine-tuning controls:

Using this method extends or shortens a clip in one-frame increments.

Choose iMovie > Preferences, and then click Browser at the top of the preferences pane.

The iMovie menu appears in a light gray bar across the top of your computer screen.

Select “Show Fine Tuning controls.”

In the Project browser, move the pointer over a clip, and then click one of the blue fine-tuning (double-headed arrow) buttons that appear at either end of the clip.

An orange selection handle appears.

Drag the selection handle to increase or decrease the clip’s duration one frame at a time.

As you drag, an indicator (+1, +2, -1, and so on) appears to show you how many frames have been added or removed.

You can extend or shorten a maximum of one second at a time, which means up to 30 frames for 30 fps projects and up to 24 frames for 24 fps projects. To shorten or lengthen a clip by more than one second, repeat steps 3 and 4.

Using the Clip Trimmer:

Using this method extends or shortens a clip in intervals of one-tenth of a second.

In the Project browser, move the pointer over a video clip, and then choose Clip Trimmer from the Action pop-up menu (looks like a gear) that appears in the lower-left corner of the clip.

The Clip Trimmer appears, with the selected clip outlined in yellow. The dimmed frames are those from the original video clip that aren’t currently used in your project.

In the Clip Trimmer, do either of the following:

Drag the handles at either end of the yellow clip selection to set a new startpoint and endpoint.

Move the handles one frame at a time by placing the pointer near the handle that you want to adjust, and then holding down the Option key as you press the Left Arrow or Right Arrow key.

Move the entire yellow selection box to the left or right by pressing the Left Arrow or Right Arrow key, or by clicking within the box and dragging. Using this technique, you can change which video frames are selected without changing the duration of the selection.

Click Done.

Using fine-tuning on the fly:

In the Project browser, do any of the following to extend or shorten a clip. To extend a clip, there must be unused portions of the clip available:

Move the pointer near the end of the clip you want to adjust, and then hold down the Command and Option keys. When an orange selection handle appears, drag it.

Move the pointer near the end of the clip you want to adjust, and then hold down the Option key as you press the Right Arrow or Left Arrow key.

To move a selected frame range, press the Right Arrow or Left Arrow key to slide the frame range to the right or left.

MAC-11

The MAC-11A1 without a magazine and the stock folded

TypeMachine pistol Submachine gunPlace of originUnited StatesService historyIn service1972–presentUsed bySee UsersProduction historyDesignerGordon Ingram(1)Designed1972 prototype was in development in 1964 and 1965ManufacturerMilitary Armament Corporation Cobray Company RPB, SWD Inc. Jersey Arms Leinad MasterPiece ArmsProduced1972–presentVariantsMAC-11A1 MAC-11/9SpecificationsMass1.59 kg (3.50 lbs)Length248 mm (531 mm stock extended) (9.76 in/20.90 in)Barrel length129 mmCartridge.380 ACP, 9x19mm ParabellumActionStraight BlowbackRate of fire1200 /min(2)Muzzle velocity980 ft/sEffective firing range

50 meters (.380 ACP)

70 meters (9×19mm Parabellum)(3)

Feed system16 or 32-round box magazine(1)(4)SightsIron sights

The Ingram MAC-11 (Military Armament Corporation Model 11) is a subcompact machine pistol/submachine gun developed by American gun designer Gordon Ingram at the Military Armament Corporation (MAC) during the 1970s in Powder Springs, Georgia.(5)(6) The weapon is a sub-compact version of the Model 10 (MAC-10), and is chambered to fire the smaller .380 ACP round.(6)

This weapon is sometimes confused with the Sylvia & Wayne Daniels M-11/9, its successor the Leinad PM-11, or the Vulcan M-11-9, both of which are later variants of the MAC chambered for 9 mm Luger Parabellum cartridge.(7)(8) Cobray also made a .380 ACP variant called the M12.(9)

The Minnesota Bureau of Criminal Apprehension (BCA) considers MAC-11 variants such as the Leinad PM-11 to be part of the 'MAC-10 class pistol.'(10)

Design(edit)

Operation(edit)

Like the larger M-10, the M-11 has open sights with the rear pinhole sight welded to the receiver. These sights are for use with the folding stock, as using them without the stock is nearly useless because of the initial jump of the weapon due to its heavy, open-bolt design. The M-11A1 also has two safety features which are also found on the Model 10A1. The charging handle rotates to 90 degrees to lock the bolt in the forward position thus preventing the weapon from being cocked. The second safety is a slider which is pushed forward to lock the trigger, which in turn pins the bolt to the rear (cocked) position. This prevents the weapon from discharging even when dropped, which is not uncommon with an open-bolt design.

Performance(edit)

Semi-automatic, Cobray MAC-11/9 with 32-round magazine and suppressor.

The rate of fire of the M-11A1 is one of the biggest complaints on the firearm. Listed as approximately 1,200 rpm (rounds per minute),(8) the MAC-11 is capable of emptying the entire 32-round magazine in less than two seconds, which many users view as a drawback.(11) Rate of fire will also vary depending on the weight of bullets used. The gun also has a selector switch that allows it to fire only one round at a time in the semi-automatic mode.

Noting the weapon's poor accuracy, in the 1970s International Association of Police Chiefs weapons researcher David Steele described the MAC series as 'fit only for combat in a phone booth.'(12)

The M-11 is the least common version in the MAC family of firearms. At the MAC-11's high cyclic rate, extreme trigger discipline is required to discharge short bursts, which are required for combat effectiveness. Without proper training, the natural tendency of the inexperienced shooter is to hold down the trigger, discharging the entire magazine in little more than two seconds, often with poor accuracy due to recoil.

Sound suppressor(edit)

A specific suppressor was developed for the MAC-11, which used wipes as baffles, instead of the reflex baffles that Mitchell Werbell III created for the MAC-10. Though wipes are less durable than reflex baffles, they had the advantage of proving quieter for the MAC-11. The suppressor is 224 mm in length and is covered with Nomex-A heat-resistant material.(1)

Manufacturers(edit)

MAC-type submachine guns and semi-automatic pistols were first manufactured by the Military Armament Corporation, and later by RPB Inc., Sylvia/Wayne Daniel Inc.,(13)Cobray, Jersey Arms, Leinad, MasterPiece Arms,(8) and Vulcan.

Users(edit)

Israel

South Korea

Taiwan: Used by Special Forces

United States

Philippines:Used by Special Forces

Venezuela: Known to be used by the Cuerpo de Investigaciones Científicas Penales y Criminalísticas (Scientific Penal and Criminal Investigations Corps).(14)

Malaysia:Used by Special Actions Unit, Royal Malaysian Police Specific by the VIP bodyguard personnel team

See also(edit)

References(edit)

^ abcHogg, Ian (1989). Jane's Infantry Weapons 1989-90, 15th Edition. Jane's Information Group. p. 117. ISBN0-7106-0889-6.

^'MAC-11 RPM'.

^'MAC Ingram M10 / M11 (USA)'. Weapon.ge – Modern Firearms Encyclopedia. Retrieved 11 June 2011.

^'Operation and Maintenance Manual: Military Armament Corporation'(PDF). Military Armament Corporation. pp. 2, 5, 28.

^Frank Iannamico. The Mac Man: Gordon B. Ingram and His Submachine Guns. p. 103. ISBN978-0-9823918-1-5.

^ abJack Lewis (2004). Assault Weapons. Krause. p. 76.

^Jones, Richard (2009). Jane's Infantry Weapons 2009-2010. Jane's Information Group. p. 139. ISBN0-7106-2869-2.

^ abcRobert E. Walker (2012). Cartridges and Firearm Identification. CRC Press. pp. 216, 241, 322. ISBN1466502061.

^Jerry Lee (2011). The Gun Digest Book of Guns & Prices 2011. Gun Digest Books. p. 235. ISBN1440235430.

^Lou Raguse (14 January 2021). 'New warrants in Idd's case reveal car search and investigation of possible link to brother's case'. MSN News. Kare 11. Archived from the original on 14 January 2021. Retrieved 14 January 2021. And they found a backpack on the passenger side that had ammunition and 'Leinad PM-11 high capacity pistol.' The BCA calls it 'a MAC-10 class pistol,'

^'Ingram MAC Model 10 / M10 and Model 11 / M11 submachine guns (USA)'. Official site.

^Jack Lewis (28 February 2011). Assault Weapons. Gun Digest Books. pp. 79–. ISBN1-4402-2400-5.

^Iannamico, Ian. 'Manufacturing History of Ingram-MAC Type Firearms'. Small Arms Review. Chipotle Publishing, LLC. 20 (1): 104.

^http://armamentresearch.com/early-colt-sp1-self-loading-rifle-in-venezuela/

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Sources(edit)

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Randal Stepan, Nolan Wilson, Gary Reisewitz. Mac-10 Cookbook. Arkansas: Desert Publications, 1989.

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External links(edit)

Wikimedia Commons has media related to MAC-11.

Retrieved from 'https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=MAC-11&oldid=1000239503'

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Girl Scout Cookies are a Feminist Pro-Abortion Lesbian Agenda

We hear it every year. I started hearing it when I was 10, I was tall enough to look 15, I guess, and standing at my booth outside Walmart, the people in my town had no problem calling me a child-killing lesbian. I had no idea what the hell they were talking about. And it took me a while to find out, because after that, Mom stopped letting me do booths. It wasn’t until we moved into our new house, across the street from some very nice Catholic people and their cats, that I heard it again. “We don’t buy cookies from Planned Parenthood.”

I did my best not to look shocked and confused at the Kindly Neighborhood Cat Lady Grandma who wouldn’t help me fundraise for my troop’s trip to Europe in a couple years.

Who the hell is Planned Parenthood and why would she think I was selling their cookies?

It’s now 2017, and cookie season begins in two days, and I’m developing my marketing tools for this year. Older scouts have more difficulty selling, because we aren’t Cute Little Daisies in little coats by the grocery store door asking, “Wou you like to buy suh Giwl Scow cookies?” We’re bigger, taller, prouder, stronger faces, so more often than “YEAH MAN, GIMME SOME THIN MINTS” its “You’re too old to be a Girl Scout,” or simply, “F*ck off, lady.”

That’s really fun to hear, as a high schooler trying to finish up the five-year mission to see more than my little town before graduating. The trip was great, by the way.

But I’m still sitting here thinking, what could I possibly do to try and get more people to buy cookies from me when they think I’m a baby-eating lesbian? Honestly, the idea that lesbians and pro-choice persons are cannibals just goes to show why Girl Scouts of the United States’ “partnership” with PP is so important.

In 2004, a Waco troop leader decided to make the Girl Scout Cookie the symbol of “Extreme-Left,” “’progressive’ socialist,” “Marxist,” “lesbians,” and turned Great Big Brownie Smiles upside-down as girls as young as six were told they were part of an extremist “coalition” of killers, and that their innocent sweet cookies were tools of Satan. If that doesn’t hurt your heart, are you even human?

CEO of Girl Scouts (at the time) Katie Cloninger went on NBC Today and defended the so-called “partnership,” explaining that Girl Scouts partners with many organizations to provide the best education and resources to girls possible, because Googling It just doesn’t work when it comes to things like PP. The mixed views of the internet and the often violent way people refer to Pro-Choicers and Feminists is not something Brownies (K-2) and Juniors (3-5) and even Cadettes (6-8) need to be reading or seeing.

All I have to say is, GET YOUR FILTHY HATEFUL HANDS OFF MY THIN MINTS.

No Girl Scout is required to attend any of the offered programs that include comprehensive education about sex, sexuality, gender, or any topic, for that matter. No Girl Scout is required to share the same views as others in the Sisterhood. No Girl Scout is required to understand that pregnancy is preventable, cancer can be treated, mental health care exists and is available, STIs and other viruses aren’t solely contracted through sex, what UTIs are, or how to keep yourself safe, though I’m sure it would benefit them out in this real world that real people and real dangers live in no matter what rock you’re hiding under.

The Waco troop leader then went on to claim that Girl Scouts’s Journey Books have a “disproportionate” number of these “unsavory” people shown as role models to girls. Not only is that false, but it is so false that I wonder if this is even a troop leader. Journey Books are programs to make badge earning and troop building easier. They each have a theme, such as environmental health, agriculture, finance management, and personal wellbeing. Each activity encourages that troops find a local resource “professional” to speak to about what they’re working on, and have insight from someone outside of the troop. It’s up to the troop leader to find this person, or they may ask the girls to think of some people in their lives to speak to, or invite to speak in a meeting. So where’s the part where Journey Books are asking  “Extreme-Left,” “’progressive’ socialist,” “Marxist,” “lesbians” to talk? Oh right. No where.

Because Girl Scouts is about finding your way and being a part of an international family of empowered and educated people. Not cannibalism, not Marxism, not lesbianism (though we do support the LGBT community), not anything. No where in ANY Girl Scout book is there a set list of things a Girl Scout must be.

Unless, of course, you mean the Promise and Law.

Let me share those with you.

On my honor, 

I will try, 

To serve [faith] and my country,

To help people at all times,

And to live by the Girl Scout Law.

Which is,

I will do my best to be honest and fair, friendly and helpful, considerate and caring, courageous and strong, and responsible for what I say and do, and to respect myself and others, respect authority, use resources wisely, make the world a better place, and be a sister to every Girl Scout.

This feminist agenda is starting to sound like really....

fuckin’ great.

Eat your lesbian cookies and enjoy them, you liberal heathens.

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Saturday 9 April 1836

8 ½

12 ¼

no kiss F42° at 9 ¾ and rainy morning and breakfast - with A- reading till about 12 from p. 112 to 276 of ‘A tour thro’ Germany containing full directions for travelling in that interesting country: with observation on the state of agriculture and policy of the different states, very particular descriptions of the courts of Vienna and Berlin and Coblentz and Mentz with the Banks of the Rhine, the present theatre of war. Illustrated  by a chart, with the route coloured. London: printed for C. and G. Kearsley, n°46 Fleet Street 8vo pp. 390 1 vol.’

the journey to Vienna and Berlin in 1786 and to Coblentz [Koblenz] and Hanover in 1792. at p. 183 someone has written in pencil on the expression ‘it rained in, at a hundred different places drop, drip, drop’ ‘Elegant for an university professor’ - at 12 John Booth came wanting orders about the coffin - Greenwood thought the corpse had best be brought down on a coffin board - afraid I suppose of the stairs - after a moments consideration said the coffins had best come tonight, and be put in the saddle room till tomorrow night, when the body had best be closed up, and remain in the drawing room till Monday morning - sometime with Marian who quite agreed to the arrangement about the coffin but wished Frank to sleep in the saddle room tonight - wrote and sent by John Booth at 1 ½ the above orders to Greenwood and note to ‘Mr. Mackean Yorkshire District Bank’ enclosing the check omitted to be sent before for the £100 sent to me on the 4th inst. and asked if the 3 bills were cashed (A-‘s but to be placed to my account and I to pay her the money) and wrote and sent note to ‘Messrs. Parker and Adam solicitors H-x’ enclosing check n°27 dated today for £50 = £25 to be paid to Nelson today and £25 paid on the 26th ultimo - nothing paid last Saturday - thanked him for his inquiries after the family (in his note on Monday ) and said I had great satisfaction in believing every one quite as well as could be expected’ - from 1 ½ to 5 ½ chiefly with A- she wrote out her account with Jenny Fitton and Hannah Heap, broke sugar candy in a mortar, etc etc and had her schoolmaster who found some mistake in the rules given for cutting out the Sunday school boys shirts - I had David Booth and paid him for the repairs done to Mytholm farm house cottages and wrote a few lines to Madame Lecomte saying that as her sister-in-law had agreed to all my conditions I concluded the matter settled - had merely waited to fix the day for her entering my service - would engage her from the 1st May - rather uncertain as to my plans - might want her in a fortnight or ten days from this present time - begged her to hold herself in constant readiness - took A- out at 5 35 into the walk - left her in the house at 6 5 and I went to the lodge (nobody there) and came in at 6 25 - dinner at 6 35 - coffee - Mr. Jubb came - ¾ hour in the house with Marian and my aunt and ¼ hour (till 8) with A- and myself - Marian quite as well as could be expected - seems to A- and me very or almost very well - my aunt going on very well - the left leg quite healed - the other healing - good pulse - need be under no anxiety about her - my letter to ‘Madame Lecomte 11 Bryanston street Portman square London pp.d’ went by tonight’s bag which brought back nice kind letter 3 pp. and ends from Lady VC- Brafield house - going to the Lodge for a fortnight on the 20th inst. Mr. Cameron to be off to the Highlands on the 15th - V- in the midst of the domestic trouble of parting with her own maid, her cook and housekeeper and manservant - does not take the 2 children to the Lodge - ‘there was such a beauty seen as my boy who has just completed his year, I want say so much of his person, as of the great hopes I entertain of his intellect if he is spared to us, but how many dangers must he pass before the age of manhood! I sometimes despair of rearing him - those who understand things, till me his forehead is quite remarkable, and I can myself see the greatest different between the 2 children’ - kind letter also 2 ¼ pp. from Mrs. Duffin, York, common place condolence and inquiries - ¼ hour with Marian while A- was with my aunt then she and I together with my aunt from 9 to 9 ½ then till 10 50 getting things together and setting out the hall breakfast table –i.e. to shew George how it ought to be - thoroughly and incessantly rainy day - no workmen here - Robert Mann or 2 of his men? came in the morning but went away again - message this morning from Mr. Freeman very civilly saying I might keep the 3 legs as long as I wanted them - answer compliments and much obliged - the men (Freemans’) not come on Monday - the funeral of my father to be on that day - for no other reason would I have put them off - said afterwards Robert Mann + 3 might come on Monday because they could work at the new road at the back of the house and would not want me - F40° now at 10 55 pm - A- tired

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Monday 9 January 1837

8 25

12 35

A- at Cliff Hill – soft damp small rainy morning and F44 ½° at 9 25 and breakfast till 9 55 – at my desk at 10 50 to 11 25 when went down to Joseph Mann who had been waiting ¼ hour – with him from 11 25 to 2 10 entering the bills in his books and mine paid on Saturday – examining Holt’s coal account and Joseph Mann’s and settling with the latter up to the end of the year – Received from him for coal sold from 3 July to 31 December inclusive at 8d. to the employee’s and 9d to the other people

385 loads £13.4.2 – total coal got from …….. to 11 June inclusive  682  

                                                                              to  2   July ------------- 457

                                                                              to 31 December ----- 1689

                                                                                                                      2828

George returned from Shibden mill with A-‘s rents = £515.13.6 at 3 ¾  had before wrote 2 pp. of ½ sheet note to A- Cliff Hill very dull but had written merely not to tell her that – should be delighted to have her back but had not written merely to tell her that but a letter last night from York mentioned Mr. Watson’s being here tomorrow morning by the Manchester mail – A- to come home – leave Cliff Hill what she would want there, and return for a night after Mr. W- was gone – what orders to be given tonight about the room preparing and when George to go for A-? sent off George at a little before 4 Mr. Freeman being in the north parlour having come at 3 ½ and staid till 5 20 – had been disappointed by his London friends –

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had brought me £1000 from Rawsons, Briggs’, and the Huddersfield Joint Stock Bank of which last F- a proprietor – they all thought he had taken the out to pay wages – would see about another thousand for me next week – brought down Kings’ Interest tables - £1000

January 22

February 28

March 31

April 30

May 1

 112 days

for 112 days at 5p.c. = £15.5.10 – Gave Mr. F- a check n° 79 but dashed out the n° in the counterpart and gave him the check without n° dated ‘Halifax 1 May 1837  Yorkshire District Bank

Pay Samuel Freeman Esquire or Bearer on demand one thousand and fifteen pounds and six shillings and ten pence £1015.6.10 Anne Lister’

I am much obliged to Mr. Freeman London Agents Messrs. Williams Deacon and c° - he can get to know what the stone belonging to les dames Lancashire and Brooke sold for – asked him to do so – he said Mark Hepworth seemed shy about the stone in the yew trees Stubbing (on the rent day 4th instant) – F- values Mrs. Machan’s farm at £12000 exclusive of coal – says the farm is not everybody’s money unless there should be some loose or something wanted – F- says the bit of stone opening into by the hole he (F-) made in Little marsh land is the best bit of stone I have – he did not go on with it because nowhere to put the baring stuff –

·         thinks it worth (if there be so much as a DW of it – if there be 3000 yards) £600 paid down

·         F- paid Mr. Waddington £700 down for an acre of stone worth 4/6 per yard paid for as got –

In paying money down should calculate the worth paid for as got and the interest on that

all the banks hard prest – but things are mending in London – all banks alike all at times call their money in when people are least prepared to pay it – ‘Mr. John Rawson soft when stood up to’ – F- thinks Mr. Stansfield far the best of them he (SR-) much respected at Huddersfield – F- in his estimate at High town (about 50 acres) has one bed of coal (low moor blocking bed as called by some) 29in. thick – and another bed below that one yard thick – on F-‘s going away at 5 20 George brought me note and parcel from A- George to be at old Washington’s for A- at 3 ½ pm tomorrow – very nice note from the dear Little one – several commissions – reading and musing over the note till near 6 – then till 6 20 wrote all but the 1st 7 lines of today – dressed – long while explaining to John Booth all A-‘s commissions – dinner at 6 ¾ in ½ hour – then wrote 4 pp. of ½ sheet and 1p. of envelope to A- for John to take to little John tonight to be taken to A- at Cliff Hill – bavardage amical – some of the latter part in French – Je suis bien triste etc – coffee – from 9 to 11 ¼ wrote 3pp. and 2 ends small and close (have not written since a lengthy letter of I know not how long) to Lady VC- very kind letter – soft damp small rainy disagreeable day – F44 ½° now at 11 20 pm rain soon afterwards and raining long after I got into bed, and his boisterous wind.