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jabbage · 2 months
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isfjmel-phleg · 4 months
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no-side-us · 4 months
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Letters From Watson Liveblog - Dec. 6
The Blanched Soldier, Part 3 of 3
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Godfrey's no good, very bad day; from getting shot, crawling through the freezing cold, only to wind up in a leper's bed of all places.
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Leprosy is one of those things I've heard of but have never really learned about. Seems like lepers were treated quite harshly then based on what Godfrey's putting himself through.
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What a miracle of a happy ending. I suppose it's nice, though a bit too convenient. Overall, another fine story elevated by the fact that Holmes is the one narrating and Watson's absence is decidedly felt throughout it.
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3
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pookiestheone · 1 year
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Bob Emsworth Uncensored photo
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What literary character do you feel you have most in common with?
The Earl of Emsworth- has no idea what is going on but knows he wishes that it wasn’t.
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softsnzstuff · 6 months
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I think about these photos a lot
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mrsgaryrennell · 2 years
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Blue and Hazel.
Day 9, Part 1 (here).
“Oh…” the blond man mumbles then, interrupting himself.
“What?” Jason asks, taken aback by his sudden change of demeanour. He raises an eyebrow, his stare turning less harsh.
Gary looks at him through the mirror, with saddened eyes. “I’m worried you might end up coupled up with someone you don’t get along with, lad,” he attempts to explain. “And I’m an awful friend, too. I haven’t even asked who your date was.”
Without saying anything, the mechanic blinks at him. In his quietness, Dicky shuts off the buzzing of his razor and ponders. His movements become slightly more hesitant, shy even.
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joemerl · 11 months
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Lord Emsworth had hyperfixations before there was a term for them.
Imagine if he'd had a Tumblr account, with a sideblog for each one.
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newtownpentacle · 7 days
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On the hunt
Thursday – photo by Mitch Waxman After visiting Emsworth Locks and Dam along the Ohio River, located just outside Pittsburgh, one noticed a plastic box labeled with ‘take one’ that contained xerox flyers proclaiming this spot as being ‘Buzzie’s Corner.’ I haven’t been able to find out too much about this cognomen, but apparently this was, and is, a popular railfanning location. There’s a…
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numediagroup · 9 months
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frimleyblogger · 2 years
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Coroner’s Pidgin
An excellent Albert Campion story from Margery Allingham with a surprisingly modern theme #CrimeFiction #amreading
A review if Coroner’s Pidgin by Margery Allingham It must be very disconcerting to come back home after three years’ service overseas and find the body of a dead woman whom you do not recognise in your bed. This is what happens to Allingham’s sleuth, Albert Campion, at the start of this, his twelfth adventure, originally published in 1945 and which goes by the alternative title, Pearls before…
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no-side-us · 4 months
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Letters From Watson Liveblog - Dec. 4
The Blanched Soldier, Part 2 of 3
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This line made me audibly laugh. I admittedly have never looked at cheese in the dark before, but I don't recall any cheese being particularly white enough to be used as a comparison here.
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Holmes is narrating to us like we're Watson. "No doubt you've already pinpointed the most likely solution to the problem, my dear Wat- I mean, dear reader."
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Godfrey's face has been compared to both cheese and a fish's belly, neither of which are things I think of when needing to describe something white. Also, why "bleached" instead of "blanched."
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For fun, I think if Watson were there he would describe the scene as Holmes clumsily dropping his hat on the ground and taking a bit too long to pick it up. It'd also be written so the gloves are glossed over and ignored. "Holmes glanced readily at the hall-table, for what reason I could not grasp," etc., etc.
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Props for writing what I think is a very believable excerpt from a Sherlock Holmes-authored monograph on ears.
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And here it is that I miss my Watson. By cunning questions and ejaculations of wonder he could elevate my simple art, which is but systematized common sense, into a prodigy.
HOLMES. He has done it again. This reminds me so much of the beginning of the story where he writes:
The good Watson had at that time deserted me for a wife, the only selfish action which I can recall in our association. I was alone.
In both cases, the longer sentence could technically be read as criticism (or a compliment!) or irony, thus taking away some if the rawness of "I was alone" and "And here it is that I miss my Watson".
But. But then Holmes says "my Watson" (an expression he uses often!) which is so clearly indicating that they still belong together, Watson may be married but he's still Holmes's Watson, at least in Holmes's thoughts ... And although he has brought his strange new doctor friend, he could not replace his Watson or even only his unique skill set.
This is often a feature of the cases, but I also think it's weird how abruptly the story is over. Clearly, for Holmes it's Case Closed - end of narrative. But the thing that strikes me is that we don't learn anything about Dodd's reaction. Won't he be overjoyed to learn he will be reunited with his friend? (No, because there is no reunion between Holmes and Watson.) And why is there no real conclusion, only the suggestion that the symptoms might be psychosomatic?
But is it coincidence? Are there not subtle forces at work of which we know little? Are we assured that the apprehension from which this young man has no doubt suffered terribly since his exposure to its contagion may not produce a physical effect which simulates that which it fears?
This case openly suggests a psychological explanation, and sorry, I can't stop think about the Holmes/Watson mirror (Emsworth was shot in the shoulder), and how Watson is married and how Holmes is alone ... And society keeps them apart, because no matter whether they were in any kind of romantic or sexual relationship, for two bachelors to live together for so long must have been a bit suspicious (and let's not forget the "combination of events, into which I need not enter,").
This story's leitmotif is the search for a lost friend, and the whole last paragraph seems to me to speak of how internalised prejudice makes you sick. We never see the social outcast who was shunned by society because of a alleged "disease" actually return to a regular life. We don't know if it will be possible. Holmes will certainly go home alone.
Oh, I really wonder what Watson thought when he read all that.
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