january 20th and kilvert is still trying to find his hat box (mislaid during a railway journey).
'writing to the station master at gloucester and paddington about my lost hat box. I hear from my mother this morning that two chippenham porters remember my hat box being labelled. one labelled it and the other saw it done. so I hope I may get compensation...
a party of young men of the village have just gone past my window in the clear bright frosty moonlight with an accordion well played and sweet voices singing 'though hardy norsemen'.
hardy norsemen exists in a variety of forms. it is sung at the up-helly-aa celebrations in shetland (this year on tuesday 27th january). there's a four-part version of it by robert lucas pearsall. (but like a lot of songs it turns out not to be that old). it's a fire festival for the end of yule but it ends up being closer in time to imbolc.
sunset 1638 or so, eight and a half hour day.
defend the kingdom of denmark and its property greenland
it's clearly the property of the vikings by right of conquest
says horsemouth (only semi-sarcastically).
we have come to that moment in 1984 when the alliances change (we were allied with the USA soon we will be allied with china).
'viriconium is a world trying to remember itself. the dumb stones perform an unending act of recall.'
- ansel verdigris, allies. (in m.john harrison's a storm of wings)
in the meantime we will have to go through the messy divorce.
china the rising electrostate. the USA the declining petrostate.
of course what europe is really doing is defending the right of self-determination of the greenland peoples should they ever be asked.
the UK is a bit fucked, it has exiled itself from europe and just at the moment when the unreliability its last remaining ally (the US) is has become apparent. who's yer mate? go the nasty european boys (sneaks and swots the lot of them).
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