'my life has for several years been a theatre of calamity' - william godwin, caleb williams
an entirely written in the morning blogpost (unless he adds to it in the afternoon)
horsemouth made some progress with caleb williams (by william godwin) yesterday. a mr. clare the poet is introduced (to vouch for our paragon of virtue hero).
yesterday a hot day. horsemouth had some success writing a post directly to substack (previously he has mostly posted up some frankenstein monster/ cut and shut reworkings of his previous posts on blogspot).
he missed the perseid meteor shower again. it tends to peak round the anniversary of st. lawrence's execution on august 10th AD258. hence they tend to be knaown as the tears of st. lawrence. in a bit he goes to open the abbey. he thought that kilvert had mentioned them but now in the morning he cannot find it.
last night he watched the day of the jackal. a version shorn of any 'dramatic' scenes and the voice over. it will be his second cold blooded assassin film on the trot.
gosh he's just remembered he's left his coffee downstairs!
ok he's back. he's been to the abbey (he saw a dead thrush on the way ah poor bird) and he's got his coffee.
today an eggs and bins day.
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