#meyrick

[ingravinoveritas]

Long time reader/lurker, first time writer. Have you seen the article Michael wrote for the mirror published on 15/8/2024? it won’t let me link it here, but it’s titled “Theatre changed my life“ and it’s a wonderful piece - I felt very sad to hear him speak of his father’s struggle with Alzheimer’s, but it always warms my heart to see all the good he’s doing with his charity work. It reminded me of hearing him speak so passionately about his charitable works on the Table Manners podcast

anyway- thanks for all you do in the fandom- I always enjoy your thoughtful and (sometimes racy) posts!

Hi there! Oh, it's so lovely to hear from a longtime reader/lurker. I appreciate you writing in! I did indeed see the article Michael wrote for The Mirror this past week. I'll post the link below, for folks who haven't gotten a chance to see it:

I didn't know that Michael's dad has Alzheimer's, and was so saddened to read about this and to imagine the pain his family must be feeling. One of the things that made me first fall in love with Michael is that he is such a brilliant storyteller, but in particular when he talks about people he really loves. He brings those people so completely to life because he wants you to know who they are. Meyrick has always seemed like such an almost larger-than-life character, and it felt like we knew him, in a way, from Michael's stories--especially the ones about his work as a Jack Nicholson lookalike. So it breaks my heart to know that Michael is having to see the threads of who his father is slowly slipping away.

I agree with you as well that it was lovely to read about Michael talking about his charity work. None of it felt braggadocios in the slightest--rather, it seemed like it was Michael saying, "I've done all these things, but there is still so much more to do, so many more people who need help." It seems like he doesn't even necessarily think of it as "charity work," but as essential efforts to create change. Things that should already be happening, but that for one reason or another aren't.

Michael never seems content, in that way, to rest on his laurels, and that may be why he is always keeping himself busy with film work, charity work, and so on. I love as well that he started Mab Gwalia to fund endeavors that he himself is unable to personally helm, but still supports and champions (ASD Rainbows and A Writing Chance are particularly close to my heart as a writer who also happens to be an autistic woman). I just hope he isn't overextending himself by trying to do too much, especially after spending the first half of this year playing Nye Bevan, which was so physically and mentally demanding on its own.

I also wanted to thank you for the kind words you said at the close of your message. There are times where it's difficult for me to tell what sort of presence I have in the fandom, or if I'm just shouting into the void (though I suppose we all are, in a way). So I am very glad to know that you are enjoying my posts (even if I do tend to overthink everything). My heartfelt gratitude to you for writing in! x

[m0th-misruled]

some mylton meyrick angst i made not too long ago

ill be posting art attacks hopefully soon! as well as other art i've been meaning to post but have been forgetting to xP

[invisibleicewands]

Cinemaniacs E02 14/02/2015 - #5

[halflngs]

there she is!! my girl gwen!!!! tsym <3

Revenge piece for @halflngs of Gwendolyn Meyrick!! 🌻🌒💛

[jenmedsbookreviews]

The Christmas Stocking Murders by Denzil Meyrick

Happy publication day Denzil Meyrick. The Christmas Stocking Murders is out today, book two in the Frank Grasby series, and I'm sharing my review on the blog. @denzil_meyrick #bantambooks #books #bookstagram #bookreview #thechristmasstockingmurders

Today I am delighted to be able to share my thoughts on the brand new Frank Grasby novel from Denzil Meyrick, The Christmas Stocking Murders, which is out today. Happy publication day Mr M! I loved Murder at Holly House last year and could not wait to see what our hapless hero, Frank, is caught up in this time around. My thanks to publisher, Bantam/Transworld, for the advance copy via Netgalley,…

[cherylmmbookblog]

#Blogtour Murder at Holly House by Denzil Meyrick

It’s a pleasure to take part in the Blogtour Murder at Holly House by Denzil Meyrick. About the Author Denzil Meyrick is from Campbeltown on the Kintyre Peninsula in Argyll. After studying politics, he enjoyed a varied career as a police officer, distillery manager, and director of several companies. He is the No.1 bestselling author of the DCI Daley series and is now an executive producer of a…

[luff-gore]

(excerpts under the cut)

[...] The 1st. Lieutenant of the Erebus [Graham Gore] has got a dog if therefore you have not sent off Cæsar [the Goodsirs' family dog?] yet it is just as well to keep him at home poor brute as he is rather old for the voyage altho not so advanced in years as the one we are taking. [...]

- Harry Goodsir to John Goodsir (Woolwich Dockyards, May 6, 1845)

[...] Lady [Jane] Franklin has given us, among other presents, a capital monkey [Jacko], which with old Neptune & a Newfoundland dog which is coming & one cat will be all the pets allowed. [...]

- James Walter Fairholme to George Fairholme (Greenhithe, May 17, 1845)

[...] In our mess we have the following whom I shall probably from time to time give you descriptions of – First Lieutenant Gore – and his black labrador dog [...]

- James Fitzjames to Elizabeth Coningham, née Meyrick (HMS Erebus, June 5-25, 1845)

Source

Potter, Russel et al. (ed., 2022): May We Be Spared to Meet on Earth. Letters of the Lost Franklin Arctic Expedition. London et al. (Thanks to @lup-garou!)

[drhoz]

#2693 - Eudonia asterisca

Originally described as Xeroscopa asterica, in 1884, by Edward Meyrick, based on specimens from Arthur's Pass, Mount Hutt, and Lake Wakatipu. In 1913 he moved it to Scoparia. In 1988 John S. Dugdale moved it to Eudonia.

Endemic to the North and South Islands, from sea level up to about 1350m, most often in native podocarp/hardwood forests. Since there are still SOME native trees in the mountains around Queenstown, this individual probably came from there.

Adults are on the wing from December until March, and rarely as early as October and November. They are attracted to light and sugar traps. I couldn't find any information on the foodplant of the caterpillars.

Queenstown, Aotearoa New Zealand

[rattyexplores]

16/11/23 Photos 1-2 - Raise 1, adult specimen

21/11/23 Photos 3-4 - Raise 2, adult specimens frozen for future study

The raising of Epimarptid moths, seemingly the first iNaturalist observations in Australia.

Recently I've become interested in Gelechioidea, whose caterpillars are typically small, unknown, and in desperate need of rearing. Larval behavior varies greatly in this superfamily, with case-bearers in the Hemibela genus to Pyroderces terminella which has been reported feeding on spider eggs (Common & Slater 1990).

However, sometimes a caterpillar can be found feeding on a simple garden weed, as is the case here. These Epimarptid moths (species unidentified) were discovered on the annoying garden weed, Commelina diffusa, in which the caterpillars fed beneath strange silky shelters until the vine's leaves are completely skeletonized.

09/11/23 Photos 5-6 - Caterpillar outside of silk shelter

08/11/23 Photos 7-10 - Silk shelters created by caterpillars

As you can see, the caterpillars are very small (~2mm), along with their silk shelters (~2mm-1cm). The strange tear-drop shaped silk shelters were always positioned in the centre of the leaf, with the shelter growing into a large shapeless mass as the caterpillar develops. Leaf damage was typically seen around the shelter, rather than beneath it, so perhaps the caterpillars stuck their heads out of the shelter to feed.

08/11/23 Photos 11-12 - Cocoons made by caterpillars

Though I attempted to raise the species from its larval stage, in captivity the caterpillars left their silk shelters and refused to feed on the leaves (as seen in photos 5-6). I instead resorted to finding a pupa and bringing it into captivity instead.

The cocoons are tube-shaped structures with surrounding silk and leaf eaten away. The cocoons were positioned on the opposite side of the leaf to the original silk shelter. It took about 8 days for the cocoon in photos 11-12 to hatch.

After the first successful hatching (photos 1-2), I took more cocoons into captivity, and froze the moths which hatched out for future taxonomic study (photos 3-4).

16/11/23 Photos 13-14 - Cocoons collected for collecting and freezing of moths

It is indeed possible for two caterpillars to feed on the same leaf, forming separate silk shelters as seen in photos 7-8. Likewise, the cocoons collected for specimen freezing were found side by side.

03/11/23 Photos 15-16 - Commelina diffusa, hostplant of raise 1 specimens

30/10/23 Photos 17-18 - Commelina sp., hostplant of raise 2 specimens

The Commelina vines in which the caterpillars fed have been reaping havoc in our garden, climbing over other plants and forming dense vine thickets. With the large amount of this vine, there is an equally large amount of these caterpillars, so if the frozen specimens become damaged in some way (unlikely), I can at least collect more.

Will continue to rear caterpillars in the future.

*To be clear, I do not like killing specimens, and only do so when they are of importance or needed for study.

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References

Common, IFB, Slater, Ederic 1990, Moths of Australia, Melbourne University Press, Carlton.

Further reading on Epimarptidae if interested:

Kim, S Lee, S 2016, 'First record of family Epimarptidae Meyrick (Lepidoptera: Gelechioidea) from Korea, with newly recorded species', Journal of Asia-Pacific Biodiversity, vol. 9, no. 4.

08-21/11/23 - Epimarptidae sp., hostplant: Commelina spp.

QLD:WET

[bywandandsword]

Y'all know the Meyrick Helmet? I've always thought it was a hilarious artifact because it looks like a La Tène artist's take on a baseball cap, but I was just reading the description about it and the 'brim' part is actually a neck guard and the only thing I can think of now is Cú Chulainn rolling up to battle like

[theterrorreversebang]

Presenting, for your viewing and reading pleasure: the final collection of the first-ever Terror Reverse Bang, a feast of gorgeous artwork, beautiful fic, friendship, laughter, tears, ...some horny. OK, a lot of horny.

You can find the AO3 collection for the event here. Summaries and links to the artwork below the cut.    Thank you all for going on this fantastic journey with us. Eat well and enjoy. - ❤️, Charlie and Vio 

a most noble and enjoyable pursuit (T, multiple ships, 10.6k) artwork and concept by shloodles fic by vfrankenstein

Cornelius Hickey discovers something in the orlop deck that nobody was ever meant to find. Poetry, stupidity, and romance ensues.

anamnesis (M, fitzier, 42k) artwork and concept by camecrawlingback - art 2 fic by crownlessliestheking

The only things the commander leaves behind are these: A scrap of paper with writing that is not his own, and proudly monogrammed boots, now caked in verdurous filth. Both items will be pored over, and over. The boots, encased and displayed as a memorial to Franklin's expedition, in the time where they were yet named and not merely numbered. And the paper will be picked up and encased in glass to be read but never touched, the ink determined to be not ink at all, the words never fading though grief and greed blinds readers to its warning: WE ARE GONE.

and it is now, and it is here (M, fitzier, 30k) artwork and concept by oughtnots - draft fic by 20thcenturyvole

Before the ships are trapped in the ice, James Fitzjames sees a terrible vision of the future, a harbinger of his own death. Before the ships are trapped in the ice, Francis Crozier is visited by a tender apparition, an angel wearing James Fitzjames' face. They are both seeing the same vision. Whether they can heed its warning is another matter entirely.

antipode (T, fitzier, 8.4k) artwork by asparklethatisblue fic by themainthings concept by drfronkensteeen

An antipode of any place is the point on the earth's surface diametrically opposite it. North. Then. James Fitzjames prepares for a walk. South. Now. Francis Crozier witnesses a glacier.

anything you can do (jopson does better) (T, joplittle, 15.5k) artwork and concept by necromcom fic by bastaerd

“There were only a handful of men in attendance– these lessons are often sparsely attended, as you know, but those who do attend come with the intent to improve upon not only their artistic skills but their powers of observation. Today there were… let me see.” Irving looked up at the ceiling and his mouth moved mutely as he recounted to himself the day’s class roster. “Hartnell, Peglar, Armitage, Gibson, Strong, and one other, I believe. Ah. Manson. A class of six.” Little nodded. “Was it one of them?” he asked. “No, no. They applied themselves to their work. It was only that- well, part of the way through the lesson Mr. Jopson arrived.” (or, Jopson's billion talents and the one thing he's dogshit at.)

beyond belief (T, multiple ships, 16.5k) artwork and concept by zdrzemka fic by Jellyfax

In the summer of 1845 'The Royal Society for Improving Natural and Unnatural Knowledge' at Somerset House in London posted a request for teams of Unnaturalists to uncover the nature of a beast spotted in the Highlands, terrorising the ironworkers on the North shore of Loch Camock. Funded by coal magnate Meyrick Holme, a reward of £500 was offered for proof of its existence, and £1000 was offered for the capture and delivery of the creature to the Royal Society. Two teams of monster hunters at the forefront of British Unnatural interests took up the gauntlet, and the hunt was to become a race against time and each other. But this is not really that story, but rather all the stories that lead up to it, and all the Monsters (Natural or Unnatural) found along the way. alternative title: "What if the Grandpa from Princess Bride was reading 'The Cryptid Factor: 1845' instead (but there was still kissing and melodrama and animals of unusual size hiding out in forests)"

blind tiger (M, bridglar, 24.5k) artwork and concept by neptuniite - art 2 fic by shortcrust

It is late in the winter of 1926 in Norfolk, Virginia. John Bridgens is a mediocre agent for the Bureau of Prohibition, and Harry Peglar is an excellent bootlegger.

bones in the ocean (T, fitzconte, 11.5k) artwork by vandrawsing fic by pointyshades concept by tullia

There were a few things James knew to be true: he had been dead, and now he was alive. Then there were the things of which he was not certain: were there others afflicted by his condition?

cliffgate (T, goodgore, 18.3k) artwork and concept by agatadraws fic by whalersandsailors

At the end of the long war with France, Graham Gore takes a holiday to Scotland in search of a place to find peace and to bury his past. But something is off in Cliffgate and her rolling hills: a secret as old as the earth, rivers, and trees. And local doctor Harry D.S. Goodsir seems embroiled in the middle of it all.

don't let them scare you; they are only my dreams (M, edward little & silna's father, 7.9k) artwork and concept by astralwhat fic by camecrawlingback

Edward Little has a nice dream. He also has some weird ones.

dreams of doom (M, multiple ships, 8.8k) artwork and concept by midnightmagpies fic by bilgewater01

When the haunted schooner Octavius sails into Crozier's dreams—and then into view of the stricken men on Erebus and Terror—the captain's suspicions, paranoid yet not without reason, turn towards Mr. Hickey. And then Crozier's men begin to die, murdered by the entity that only Hickey truly understands, and Hickey is not there to see their destruction.

francis and the frog prince (E, fitzier, 19.2k) artwork and concept by vandrawsing fic by sadsparties

James the frog has always wanted to be a prince. He wishes more than anything to have long legs and fancy hair, and horses to ride and clothes to wear. His dreams come true with the aid of a witch, but James soon learns that being a prince is more complicated than it seems. And what do you mean he must find his true love?

free o'er the bright blue sea (E, joplittle, 10.3k) artwork and concept by mitarashi8 fic by orchidae

Tom Jopson needed to make good money as fast as possible, that’s why he became Head Waiter on the Terre d’or, Franklin Ross cruise lines' brand new Mediterranean cruise ship, Captained by Francis Crozier. He figured a ship full of people would keep him focused and busy enough, too bad he keeps randomly bumping into First Officer Edward Little who is so damn distracting.

friday, i'm in love (E, joplittle, 52k) artwork and concept by mitarashi8 fic by manicpixiedreamjop

Mr. Little,Thank you so much for reaching out. While we are incredibly busy here at Mrs. Jopson’s Cleaning Services for the next few weeks (everyone’s excited about spring cleaning, what can you do!), I would be happy to get you on our schedule as early as the second week of April. When Edward’s therapist recommends he hire a cleaning company to help mitigate some of the guilt and anxiety that comes from his flat getting messy when he’s busy or depressed, he expects the "Mrs. Jopson" that he hires to be a sweet, middle-aged woman. He certainly does not expect the young, beautiful man who shows up in his flat, makes Edward's notoriously antisocial cat fall in love with him instantly, and makes Edward feel things he hasn't felt in years.

gods of fear and darkness (M, fitzier, 11.9k) artwork and concept by asparklethatisblue - art 2 fic by shakespeares_girl

After an unwanted arranged marriage to the King of the Underworld, James begins to show signs of a mysterious illness that only grows worse as time goes on. As James explores his new home and begins to grow close to his husband, Francis, and make friends in his new realm, James finds that he enjoys his new life and isn't ready to give it up. But with no cure and his symptoms growing worse first daily, then hourly, James doesn't have much time to unravel the mystery of his illness, or how it may connect to a long-buried trauma from his past ....

leave the light on (M, fitzier, 19.1k) artwork and concept by pretendingday fic by cajunroe

“Rumor has it, you found him eating bones on a beach. Keeping it up?” Francis nearly smiles but remembers just who he’s talking to in time. “You would be surprised how little the rumors of my life mean to me, Fitzjames.” He sets his haul on the table and seeks about putting everything in its place. “Oh, I do not think there’s anything about you that does not surprise me, Francis.”

long after the thrill of living is gone (M, multiple ships, 14k) artwork and concept by sixpounderss - art 2 fic by dimmockdock

Billy Gibson's main goal for his junior year of high school: survive. With the Toms by his side, that shouldn't be hard. But when a mysterious new kid shows up and draws Billy's eye, things start the change.

maths, marksmanship, & manly bonding (T, irving/tozer) artwork and concept by entangled_system

no better shoulder (T, silna & silna's father, 12k) artwork and concept by 20thcenturyvole fic by orchis

When the strangers whose ships are stuck in the ice wound her father, Silna has no choice but to accept their help until her dad heals or she can convince the men to leave. Unfortunately, they don't seem willing to listen to her. As tensions rise among the crew and Tuunbaq continues to lurk out on the ice, the danger grows for everyone involved. A Silna's dad lives AU.

nothing fades like the light (M, thomas hartnell, 8.5k) artwork and concept by silvermagpies fic by scarecrowfan

In January of 1846, Tom buries his brother on Beechey Island, but a part of Johnny seems to linger with him, a constant presence in his thoughts. Two years later, scurvy and lead poisoning have spread among the sailors. As they all struggle to survive their march from the ships, Tom's sense of time deteriorates and the edges of his memories blur. Is his brother's spirit truly with him, or is the failing of his body merely taking its toll? A Thomas Hartnell character study.

sacred and terrible divinity (M, fitzier, 28,9k) artwork and concept by 20thcenturyvole fic by midna_ronoa

The Empress of the Nine Houses in all her kindly glory summons eight necromancers and their cavaliers to take part in what will be the trial of their lifetimes: acquiring immortality. Soon after their arrival Francis Crozier, Head Archivist and Speaker of the Death of the Fifth, will have to decide where his allies and enemies lie in a game, that even if innocent at first, holds many more stakes for the known universe that one may have thought at first.

silent lands (T, silna & goodsir, 8.2k) artwork and concept by pileofsith fic by moonwalkingcrab

As Silna wanders across the land, tugged forwards by a mysterious presence, she contemplates the future and her place in it, if any.

the frozen shore (M, multiple characters, 17.5k) artwork and concept by pileofsith fic by acephalous

It's hungry and it wants to live (a 'The Thing' AU).

the gentleman soldier (E, hickeytozer, 8.6k) artwork and concept by malcifer fic by rhubarb_crumbl

Solomon finds Hickey to be a distraction from the darkness closing in around them, and realises that Hickey might need something to focus his mind on too.

the hidden paw (T, fitzier, 10.5k) artwork and concept by asparklethatisblue - art 2 fic by fadladinida

Francis heard a small mew and looked down to see a cat waiting expectantly on the doorstep. “Mew,” said the cat, apparently affirmatively, as it- he- trotted up the step and straight into Francis’ flat. Francis' fledgling friendship with his former office nemesis is put into doubt after a disastrous dinner date, but when a mysterious cat turns up at Francis' door, it quickly becomes apparent that both their relationship and the strange cat are not entirely as they seem.

the miracle; or, un unlikely series of states in a mechanical universe (E, goodsir/multiple, 7.5k) artwork and concept by bilgewater01 link to the fic

During congress with his mistress Lady Silence, Assistant Surgeon Goodsir discovers that his Membrum Virile, applied rectally, is a Panacea for any and all ailment and disease, as the woman grows back her tongue. He vigorously confirms this finding with Seaman Morfin, who is greatly troubled by his headaches; then is granted permission to perform his miraculous cures on all men in need.

this time tomorrow (M, bridglar, 19k) artwork and concept by silvermagpies fic by poorly_animated

John Bridgens meets Henry Peglar one evening when he nearly runs him over on his bike ride home. Henry doesn't particularly mind being almost run over by a handsome professor, so they walk together, and make plans to keep meeting. When John mentions Henry to his officemate, though, they discover something strange. Henry Peglar is dead.

unsportsmanlike conduct (T, fitzier, 10.8k) artwork and concept by pretendingday fic by othersideofthis (hikaru)

The Greenhithe Terrors are the worst team in the EIHL, and their last-ditch attempt to save their season involves trading for one James Fitzjames. It's too bad that the league's golden boy also doesn't seem to know that there's no "I" in team.

vanished hands and voices still (M, fitzier, 9.5k) artwork and concept by e-merald-terror fic by hangingfire

Or, The Convalescence of James Fitzjames In another timeline, two dozen of Sir John Franklin's men returned from the Arctic. In this timeline, James Fitzjames didn't die. But his great gilded life has collapsed in the wake of the disastrous expedition. Haunted by his failures and the deaths of his men, harrowed by the trauma he has suffered, he takes refuge with his foster-brother's family in Brighton.

your turn (T, hickey/irving, 21k) artwork and concept by pileofsith fic by hypallepse

When John Irving was steeling himself for another dreadful weekend in the Swiss Alps, he only thought he'd have to deal with integrating George's new boyfriend into their strange group. Nothing could have prepared him to have the same new boyfriend's ex-boyfriend crashing the party and turning his whole life around. When Cornelius Hickey decided to crash Billy's new fake life so he could get his boyfriend back, he never expected he'd have to learn how to ski or, even worse, care about another self-centred prat.

15 Recipes Arctic Explorers Can't Live Without (M, joplittle, 6.1k) artwork and concept by entangled_system fic by krewka

In the spring of 1850 Thomas and Edward convalesce in the English countryside. Recovery, relationships, and retirement create an unsavoury mix, made all the worse since no one really knows how to taco 'bout it.

[mysticmothworld]

for noooooo reason at all; if you wanted to make a hollow knight-esque moth king character, what would be your top picks of moths to base the character on and why?

I haven't played hollow knight yet, so I did some research. The moth characters' colour scheme is mostly neutral with some pops of colour. There's a lot of emphasis on shape, so my first thought was a plume moth, maybe Pterophorus pentadactyla?

image credit: Didier Descouens

But why stop at a plume moth? What about a many-plumed moth? Like Alucita phricodes?

image credit: Edward Meyrick

I also think some sort of metalmark moth would be cool: a lot of metalmark moths are jumping spider mimics and have fake eyes at the ends of their wings. These marks aren't recognizable as eyes irl, but could be exaggerated in the character design.

Also: they have evil eyes!! just look at this devious fella

image credit: Abhijith A.p.c on researchgate

Gracillariidae moths are also very shapey, specifically when their wings are spread out. This unID'd one reminds me of hollow knight a lot, especially the way its legs are held under it.

^it's copyrighted so I linked it

The Golden Clearwing is especially beautiful, and also very eldritch looking which I think suits the purposes of hollow knight.

Warreniplema fumicosta has a Shape.

Lastly, Atkinsonia clerodendronella. Spiky legs!!

^this was the nicest picture I could find but it's copyrighted so I linked it

[m0th-misruled]

a lil comic i made!! featuring mylton meyrick and fancy dan!

this is based on a little blurb i wrote a while back and wanted to draw and!! its finally done!

[mikewdriver]

Everyone at Lucky Frog Studio was Commissioned by the Phoenix Art space to draw a bird, which was then used in an arts trail for children visiting the building during the weekend of their 2024 open studios event. This was a really fun project to be part of!

Contributing Artists include: Lizzie Lomax, Connie, Noble, Sean O'brien, Tim Alexander, Holly Farndell, Leanne Rule, Jess Meyrick and Christina Ure!

[flannelandcurls]

Finishing up the last of what I have of "The Gospel Of Us" (aka The Passion of Port Talbot). Somehow I missed the part where he trudges through town in GIFs. But here's the remainder.

Above, Michael is put in the local jail and spends the night here. (Day 1 he slept on a grassy hill.. so I suppose at least he is protected from the elements and people here. lol) He did a quick scene with the ghost of Teacher's daughter and that was it for the night. There's a quick moment of him crying at the end that I didn't capture. After this, he's put on fake trial, and then paraded through town, moving from the shopping center to the roundabout near Aberavon Beach, dragging the cross for 7 miles. At the end we reach this moment:

Looking respectfully, I swear. 😗

And then, up he goes! Screaming like a madman for a few minutes as the pain sets in, before Teachers memory is jogged and he recalls beautiful memories of his town. These memories were given to him in advance. The townspeople were asked to write on slips of paper their favorite memories of what they missed about the town.. people who had died, places that were now defunct, everything. He read as many papers as he could in advance and recalled as much as he could when up there. The most important one to him was the name of Michael's childhood friend who had died young.

On "Gospel Of Us" it allowed us to see the same view as he did as he went up. That bobble above his head is a camera. He said it was a concern that he was so vulnerable up there, anyone could've done something to him. Luckily no one did. Note that as he goes up, red rose petals from his thorny crown fall from his body. Getting misted with cold water as a "well of memories spring up out of the ground". He was very cold. Michael said that one of the scenes showed the wedding of his parents, Meyrick and Irene. The only time I could spot people was during this shot, so I think it's the purpley moment played here. The orangey portion is a fire inside a building. I love how the camera flashes illuminate him from the front. Note that his head is up at the beginning of the gif, then it flops downward as he "passes." His silhouette is just *chefs kiss*

Please check out all of my other GIFs of Passion by using the tags below!

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Rewind Recap: Weekly Update W/E 14/07/24

Rewind Recap: Weekly Update W/E 14/07/24 #books #bookstagram #weeklyupdate #recap #ajwestauthor #ellerylloyd #peterjames #stuartneville #sarahhilary #denzilmeyrick #josielloyd #deesandeen #ewaldarenz #solveigpalsdottir

And now we have arrived at the middle of July and I have no idea how that happened or what is going on anymore. 🤷‍♀️ I mean. Sure … it’s nice to reach ‘summer’, and it means that some more book related activities (other than reading) are just around the corner, but still. My brain cannot process it. This coming weekend is ‘Harrogate’ weekend and if that is not a sign we are on a fast march to…