Rattigan Glumphoboo

❝ It was badly done, indeed! You, whom she had known from an infant, whom she had seen grow up from a period when her notice was an honour, to have you now, in thoughtless spirits, and the pride of the moment, laugh at her, humble her–and before her niece, too–and before others, many of whom (certainly some,) would be entirely guided by your treatment of her.–This is not pleasant to you, Emma–and it is very far from pleasant to me; but I must, I will,–I will tell you truths while I can. ❞ 


Every year at Comic Con I play a little game with the folks called ‘Geeks and Posers.’
Okay. Definitely I’m a poser, hands up.


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You are a Queen, her bear said. In Westeros.
'It is such a long way,' she complained. 'I was tired, Jorah. I was weary of war. I wanted to rest, to laugh, to plant trees and see them grow. I am only a young girl.'
No. You are the blood of the dragon.[…] Dragons plant no trees. Remember that. Remember who you are, what you were made to be. Remember your words. 
Fire and Blood.




paxvictoriana:

My next blog?: MY VICTORIAN/EDWARDIAN BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND
Sometimes, in the course of my research wanderings, I come across a collection of images that makes me go a bit wobbly. Today, I discovered the V&A's collection of the National Photographic Record and Survey images, some 1000+ photographs taken of Britain and its people between 1855 and 1909.
Then, in looking up the background for these amazing documents, I found the portrait (shown above): 'Lunch party at the House of Commons on the occasion of the presentation of photographs to the “House”' at the National Portrait Gallery.
And thus we come to my new blog. Not only are the men pictured above dapper as anything, they also sport — as do some of the men and women (alas, not pictured visiting Parliament) — some of the best Victorian/Edwardian names I’ve ever read:

James Blyth, 1st Baron Blyth (1841-1925), Agriculturalist and businessman; Patron of numerous public bodies; Advocate of cheap postage. 
William James Downer (1851-1939), Civil servant. 
Mr Emory, Journalist for The Times. 
Sir Francis Alexander Newdigate Newdegate (1862-1936), Politician. 
Alfred Young Nutt (1847-1924), Architect. 
Sir Alfred Farthing Robbins (1856-1931), Journalist and author. 
Francis Owen (‘Frank’) Salisbury (1874-1962), Painter. 
George Scamell. [National Photographic Record and Survey photographer]
Edward John Long Scott (1840-1918), Keeper of Muniments at Westminster Abbey. 
Sir James Dods Shaw (1848-1916), Parliamentary reporter, newspaper editor and writer. 
Sir Arthur Herbert Drummond Ramsay Steel-Maitland, 1st Bt (1876-1935), Politician and economist. 
(Frederick) Primrose Stevenson (1867-1935), Political press correspondent. 
Sir (John) Benjamin Stone (1838-1914), Politician; Birmingham East and photographer. [x]

Not pictured, but involved (according to the V&A) are:

George Scamell’s brother (?), Edgar (93 images);
Godfrey Bingley (513 images);
Basil E. Lawrence (47 images);
Henry Walter Fincham (170 images);
Mrs Weed Ward (100 images);
Miss Lucy E Beedham (12 images);
Miss I. Niblett
Revd. CI Moncrieff Smyth
Revd. E. Travers Clark
B Diveri (122 images, mostly of the North of England);
Mrs FH Gandy
Mrs FM Muriel
R Welch (70 images, mostly of Ireland)
GH Woodfall
and numerous others…

So: any takers for a c. 1900 boyfriend, ladies and gents?
For more of the Survey’s images, visit the V&A’s collections.

I’m never making up a Victorian/Edwardian character name again: I’m just gonna mix-and-match these guys.
'Yes, hullo, I am Miss Lucy Weed Muriel, and this is my cousin, the Revd. Basil Walter Scamell-Smyth, and his friend Sir Edgar Primrose Newdigate Newdegate.'

paxvictoriana:

My next blog?: MY VICTORIAN/EDWARDIAN BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND

Sometimes, in the course of my research wanderings, I come across a collection of images that makes me go a bit wobbly. Today, I discovered the V&A's collection of the National Photographic Record and Survey images, some 1000+ photographs taken of Britain and its people between 1855 and 1909.

Then, in looking up the background for these amazing documents, I found the portrait (shown above): 'Lunch party at the House of Commons on the occasion of the presentation of photographs to the “House”' at the National Portrait Gallery.

And thus we come to my new blog. Not only are the men pictured above dapper as anything, they also sport — as do some of the men and women (alas, not pictured visiting Parliament) — some of the best Victorian/Edwardian names I’ve ever read:

Not pictured, but involved (according to the V&A) are:

  • George Scamell’s brother (?), Edgar (93 images);
  • Godfrey Bingley (513 images);
  • Basil E. Lawrence (47 images);
  • Henry Walter Fincham (170 images);
  • Mrs Weed Ward (100 images);
  • Miss Lucy E Beedham (12 images);
  • Miss I. Niblett
  • Revd. CI Moncrieff Smyth
  • Revd. E. Travers Clark
  • B Diveri (122 images, mostly of the North of England);
  • Mrs FH Gandy
  • Mrs FM Muriel
  • R Welch (70 images, mostly of Ireland)
  • GH Woodfall
  • and numerous others…

So: any takers for a c. 1900 boyfriend, ladies and gents?

For more of the Survey’s images, visit the V&A’s collections.

I’m never making up a Victorian/Edwardian character name again: I’m just gonna mix-and-match these guys.

'Yes, hullo, I am Miss Lucy Weed Muriel, and this is my cousin, the Revd. Basil Walter Scamell-Smyth, and his friend Sir Edgar Primrose Newdigate Newdegate.'



johnwatsone:

when janine comes back I want a proper entrance I want them to play bad girls by m.i.a. as she walks slow motion in her sexy business suit as the new ceo of magnussen’s stupid newspaper


"

Understand, I’ll slip quietly
away from the noisy crowd
when I see the pale
stars rising, blooming, over the oaks.

I’ll pursue solitary pathways
through the pale twilit meadows,
with only this one dream:
You come too.

"
— Rainer Maria Rilke, from Pathways (via violentwavesofemotion)