Friday, 28 April 2017

Why Doesn't Ancient Fiction Talk About Feelings?

If you can get past the clickbait title, this is interesting.

Why Doesn’t Ancient Fiction Talk About Feelings?

It massively overstates the premise. My first reaction was, I can think of lots of counter examples. But keep reading!

The middle bit is interesting and touches on thoughts I've had for a while on what is the actual point of studying literature?

Then the end bit seems to undermine the argument. Again, I can think of at least one example from ancient literature where emotions are implied and you have to read between the lines: the Norse sagas.

This instance is from Hrafnkels saga Freysgoða. Þorbjörn and Sám are about to bring a lawsuit against powerful and dangerous landowner Hrafnkel, a lawsuit they have no hope of winning.

Þat var einn morginn snimma, at Þorbjörn karl vaknar. Hann vekr Sám, ok bað hann upp standa, Ok má ek eigi sofa.
It was early one morning that old Þorbjörn awoke. He woke Sám and told him to get up: And I can't sleep.

That's all it says, but we know exactly what they're feeling.

Sunday, 16 April 2017

Glaisdale to Robin Hood's Bay

I joined Alison for Friday night and Saturday — the last stage of her coast-to-coast.

A roadside chapel in a country lane.
Eskdale
A tree stump into which dozens of coins have been pressed for luck.
Littlebeck
A narrow waterfall viewed from above through trees.
Falling Foss
A standing stone by a dry stone wall.

Not sure what's known of this one. I'll see if Julian Cope has anything to say about it...

Looks like a c18th boundary stone. It's listed here, but the original poster doesn't know what to make of it: Boundary Stone?

However, this entry for another similar boundary stone nearby gives more information: Boundary stone and waymarker, Fylingdales Moor

The boundary stone marks the boundary between the civil parishes of Sneaton (to the right) and Fylingdales Moor. The latter is coterminous with the Abbey Lands and this C18 sandstone monolith is inscribed C X I; the 'C' refers to the Cholmley family who held the former Whitby Abbey lands until late C19.
A signpost pointing out onto bleak moorland. The signpost has the graffiti: 'Almost there!'
Almost there!
Green fields ending at low, grey-black cliffs, overlooking a sunlit sea.
Maw Wyke Hole. Robin Hood's Bay is a short walk to the south.

Sunday, 9 April 2017

Ten years since our last gig... Jabadaw are back!

Saturday 26th August 2017

Shrewsbury Folk Festival
Jabadaw ceilidh

Caller: Nick Walden
Where: West Midlands Showground, Berwick Road, Shrewsbury, SY1 2PF

Monday, 3 April 2017

I've made this sophisticated location-tracking app to keep up to date with Alison's progress. Shown here at end of day one.

A printed map of the coast to coast trail. A post-it note with a sketch of a curly-haired woman is stuck to the map by the first stop, Ennerdale Bridge.