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blamebrampton) wrote2008-10-14 06:17 pm
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Oh dear ...
I'm feeling unwell, so swapped tomorrow's day off to today and slept (it's not the flu redux, but I think it is another bloody cold, could I please just get well? I will eat steak and garlic and see if that helps.)
Since I am feeling manky, I am watching Time Team where they are digging a redoubt in Kent. I am writing at the same time, so have only been paying it half an ear. But I noticed: "In 1793, France declared war on Great Britain".
Distractedly, I thought, "Wow, that's really weird, I wonder why? It's centuries after the Hundred Years' War ..."
A few minutes later, as the Time Teamers chainsawed brush back, a small section of my brain piped up loudly enough to be heard.
"Excuse me? Brammers? That would be the French Revolutionary War that you studied at school and that two of your ancestors fought in."
"Oh, good point," said the larger, more febrile bart of my brain. "Yeah, because we were at war with them after their revolution, weren't we?"
"Yes," said the small part of my brain. "And for quite some time after. Do you remember that chap Napoleon?"
There was a pause while the two parts of my brain surveyed each other, one smugly, the other coldly.
"Nobody likes a know-it-all," said the larger part.
There are perils to a field of interest that ends in the early 1600s and doesn't pick up again until the 1870s. Being told off by your own brain is but one of them.
Since I am feeling manky, I am watching Time Team where they are digging a redoubt in Kent. I am writing at the same time, so have only been paying it half an ear. But I noticed: "In 1793, France declared war on Great Britain".
Distractedly, I thought, "Wow, that's really weird, I wonder why? It's centuries after the Hundred Years' War ..."
A few minutes later, as the Time Teamers chainsawed brush back, a small section of my brain piped up loudly enough to be heard.
"Excuse me? Brammers? That would be the French Revolutionary War that you studied at school and that two of your ancestors fought in."
"Oh, good point," said the larger, more febrile bart of my brain. "Yeah, because we were at war with them after their revolution, weren't we?"
"Yes," said the small part of my brain. "And for quite some time after. Do you remember that chap Napoleon?"
There was a pause while the two parts of my brain surveyed each other, one smugly, the other coldly.
"Nobody likes a know-it-all," said the larger part.
There are perils to a field of interest that ends in the early 1600s and doesn't pick up again until the 1870s. Being told off by your own brain is but one of them.
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Tuts
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I'm very stupid at trick questions when I am ill.
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Ha! My thoughts exactly! :D I feel that any war that starts without its own fashion trend doesn't deserve to be recognised until it steps up and does something interesting with wool and silk.
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I love your brain so hard! ;)
Time Team! That show's interesting, but I haven't watched it in ages.
And I hope you feel better!
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I love Time Team, it's so cheerfully mad, and even though some of my more serious archaeology friends don't like it, I think they do have a good degree of care with what they do and they certainly bring good pools of practitioners together!
My poor brain, it's a strange place ...
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He was visiting America on a while the American Civil War was taking place. While having a conversation with a Southern General the Southern General turns to the 2nd Duke of Wellington and says "So, I hear your father was a military man too?".
I thought it was pretty funny.
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Feel better.
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And get bettet! Enough of flue and colds for this year.
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I am LOVING your art posts lately. I keep trying to find a half-hour so that I can say what I want to, but ended up spending tonight talking about economics. I will make time tomorrow night. XXX BB
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XXX Leo
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lol
I adore your brain. I'd vacation there if I could.
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And...I must say this to you because I think it every so often: sometimes, when I'm stuck on a story idea for one fest or another, I think of you (sometimes longingly, depending on just how stuck I am) because you come up with such absolutely fantastic ideas! You're wonderfully inspirational! Er...I hope I haven't weirded you out... *slinks off into the shadows*
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You can always email me if you ever need a sounding board, but I am afraid it will mostly be "Ooh, I love it when you do X, and Y, and Z!"