Ah, trying to keep a secret when there’s Facebook…. and novelist uncles who forget and post things to your wall that you had made absolutely clear to him you didn’t want all of your family and close friends to know.
“How’s the writing going?”
A very serious post to start the week. At a U.K. family get-together over the weekend, I witnessed (yet again) an ugly Irish chauvinism and excuse-making for Ireland’s “neutrality” during the Second World War. It had come up amidst chatter in “taking sides” during Saturday’s Rugby World Cup match between Wales and England, which was playing on the TV in the background.
Rooting for Wales, the London-born person of Irish descent declared snidely, “We’ve always fought the English.” That is the core position that underscores everything. If that was all, I could have lived with it.
It wasn’t. What followed was a descent into a Celtic supremacist blathering that drifted into bordering on pro-Nazi – in terms of Irish residents in England having been drafted to fight the Nazis when they were Irish not British…. and the British had been horrible to the Irish over the centuries (like no one knows that?), but the Germans, well….
When I first read a few days ago about what she had “joked” about, I knew immediately she would have to walk back the comments. And she did:
That Guardian piece also notes:
She joked that British people tend to look down on Americans….
I find it really irritating that she “joked” about that on U.S. national TV’s Jimmy Kimmel, because millions of Americans will take what she says as “lightheartedly” accurate. True, no one ever knows what people say about you behind your back. However, I can say that I have not experienced a sense of being “looked down on” by British people.
Whew. Done. We’re entirely moved out of the Trowbridge house.
Our UK worldly possessions are now mostly in a storage facility near Bristol. (Where we had thought we would be moving. We were wrong.) This morning, we’re at friends’ in Bath (who’ve lent us their place while they are on holiday). Later, we drive to London to visit with my in-laws for a week or so.
This latest move got me recalling all of the moves over the years.
Let’s see, our first UK home post-marriage was in pretty Godmanchester, Cambridgeshire.
I know I’ve not even hinted at it, but we are moving house today. We’re relocating from just outside of Bath, temporarily back to north London. We suspect we may be living somewhere semi-permanently around Reading (pronounced Redding) in the near future – although that could well change. (This is all work-related. Yes, that awful reality. ;-) )
So the nomads are on the move once more. As a result, I may be somewhat “unsocial” on here for a few days. Right now, I’m sitting in a lounge that is, well, chaos.
My desk has been taken apart. Boxes are everywhere. The removal guys will be here in an hour or so.
A new chapter begins. Have a good day, wherever you are. :-)
….on November 29!:
It will be published no later than that date. However, it might appear sooner if I finish “touching it up” sooner than that. I don’t know if it’s available for pre-order at the other Amazons as well (I haven’t clicked around to check), but I presume it is (or will be within hours).
It’s a British bank holiday – so, as they like to say here, it’s probably raining:
And it is.
Thanks for your understanding yesterday. I wasn’t going to post today, but as yesterday went on I felt progressively better. Today, I feel almost fine.
Pain makes everything else feel worse in life, doesn’t it? It “depresses” you. But when the pain lifts, you get necessary perspective back.
So back to “normal.” Or what passes for normal with me. ;-)
Moving right along, I don’t think these are potential future cover photos:
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