Fantastic research today! It is amazing, after spending so long in the 17th century to be writing about the 20th. It feels a bit disloyal somehow and I miss the lost in the mists of time fogginess about the Restoration. The First World War is compelling in its own strange, fantastic hat sort of way but I do miss the bizarre health remedies, superstitions and the sheer, raucous libertarianism of the Restoration. It is funny but the morals of the Restoration were far looser than the Edwardian period.
It is a heavenly treat to wander over to the square where the people I am writing about actually lived. Same trees are growing in the same square, same glass in the same windows, same numbers on the same doors. Marvelous. And the sun nearly came out for a minute today. My mother asked me if I have direct morning light in the flat and I honestly couldn't answer her. I miss blue.
I am walking everywhere. Even in New York I do not walk this much. I love it. But then, there is a tube strike on and so everyone is walking. I am really odd in that I love the pulled togetherness of national inconvenience. It is like when the bridge closes for rain in Hawaii and you are stuck in Hanalei. Inconvenient but communal. I like that.