I can’t even stick to my principles when it comes to my damn eyebrows.
Interestingly, it is now 12.53 and I haven’t done any of these things today. I think that just makes me a bit useless, regardless of gender.
Christian the Younger of Brunswick (as Wikipedia styles him), ‘Protestant Paladin’, nutcase.
Yes it is definitely time for a new scanner, though I am deeply grateful to flatmate for letting me use his even though he wanted to throw it out…
Aaaand I present to you: Chapter 2 of my PhD!
All the news that’s fit to print! Though in the 1620s this was a fairly restricted category.
This is Nathaniel Butter, early printer, pioneer of foreign news pamphlets during the Thirty Years’ War. These pamphlets were called ‘corantos’, they are pretty cool. I have no idea what Butter looked like, and obviously the above should come with a big, red, flashing warning light that reads ‘Anachronisms ahoy!’
Also, I apologise for the colours on this. I really need to get a scanner that doesn’t make colours come out like a fever dream.
Apparently this year has been a particularly good one for spiders. My mum’s house was certainly full of ’em when I was down the other weekend. So, here is some blazing topical satire about our messed up relationship with our eight-legged friends. I’ve never understood why we treat ’em so bad.
Sorry. Very late at updating. Every time I plan to update more regularly I completely fail… (sigh). It’s like that whole ‘actually write a thesis’ thing.
So, anyway, I unexpectedly went to End Of The Road festival a couple of weekends ago.* It was fun! I took a little notebook! Here are some scrawls! I was going to post these gradually, space ’em out a bit, but I’d probably just forget and I’ve still got a pile of other pictures I’m yet to scan so here these all are.
*And I was still drunk on the way there. Bought the wrong train ticket. True story.