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[caddyman]

My continuing, if lacklustre, attempt to seek and live the surreal has been given a boost today by two events neither of which, satisfyingly, is related.

Just before lunch, the estimable but ever-silent boroshan sent me a link to prove that being dead these 600 years is no excuse for not joining the digital age. It seems that Geoffrey Chaucer Hath a Blog (take thatte, Gower!).

Think of it as a mediaeval advice column.

Secondly, the onset of Spring has affected the lifts in the office. They have started ad-libbing. On the way out to buy lunch, the lift informed me variously that I should not attempt to exit while the doors are closed (!), and a little later, that the doors were closing, but the rear doors were opening. This from a lift with a mirrored rear wall.

And the office tree now has only three leaves on it.

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[jfs.livejournal.com]

http://www.pepysdiary.com/ for someone far more suited to the modern age (by about 250 years ...)

[anubisgrrl.livejournal.com]

I am not sure if I should thank you for that link or curse you. It both amused me and made my head hurt....

[pauln.livejournal.com]

Attempting to read Ye Olde (Myddle) Englishe through a head cold was rather trying.

[bluesman.livejournal.com]

Od's bodkins and egad! That blogger would have to be very witty for me to wade through that, though I must say that I preferred Chaucer to Shakespeare when we were at school. Nothing that has to be explained to you is much fun, but I did like Chaucer's earthy humour and found it easier to accept that his writing was indecipherable as they spoke like that in those days. On the other hand, William only wrote a few centuries ago so you'd think his flowery piffle would be easier to understand, but noooooooooooo. Also, every printing of the Canterbury Tales has a translation on the opposite page, so you don't have to have a dadgummed degree to enjoy it.

Geoffrey rules, William drools.