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WARNING: Contains rambling to the Max.

Because I have been somewhat of the ill-tempered lately, as the critical-reader will no doubt have surmised from my recent entries, I feel that I should update today in a less grumpy and mysterious manner.

My last post was rather cryptic, and I apologise for that. Rest assured that no specific person has given the impression I'm annoying, and that it will not be neccesary to pelt rotten tomatoes at anybody, although I know a few lecturers who could do with it: just don't forget your balaclavas and don't say I sent you.

I have two tutorials in a row today, starting at 3pm, and then I'll head off home at five.

I don't have anything to say really, except whinging and grumbles and even a few paranoid fantasies. So, given as I've just finished Northanger Abbey, for the purposes of my English course, why don't I instead tell you about a different, more carefree time (yes, Gillian: dodgy medical care, leeches and all). I refer of course to 1807.

1807 is a better place, for one reason, never mind other considerations. For 1807-Kate is not at uni. Also, 1807 is in an age of politeness. I'd like to point out that the 1807 I refer to is not the REAL 1807, but rather the sterilised, sanitised and romanticised 1807 seen in Austen, Fielding and their contemporaries. Everyone is always polite and "obliging", women are not quite as repressed as they were in reality, there's no horseshit in the streets, people go to balls and parties on a more-or-less constant basis, servants know and hear nothing, no one ever needs a bathroom and generous relatives are forever having young cousins come to stay with them in the country.

But, most importantly of all, 1807 Kate doesn't have to go to uni. I cannot stress that enough. Provided she's not too "plain" and can dance a bit, 1807 Kate has it made!

Frankly, I'd rather have financial independence, the right to vote, a good education, freedom, liberty, medical advancements, and dual flush toilets, but let us, for a moment, allow 1807 to be a rather nice place, at least for 1807-Kate, if not the real one. I shall tell you now of a person less grumpy than me, as we go back in time and round the world to...

*checks previous entry*

Somerset, and discover just what sort of a place it is. I imagine the tribulations of evil uni and psycho lecturers are non-existent.

Cousin Daphe lives in Somerset, obviously in the country (because its always in the country), in a place called... let's call it something Manor. Yes... Ogilvy Manor will do us nicely. I know Cousin Daphne lives in a Manor house for she and 1807-Kate are both presumably very well off, because any era in history is much much more fun if you happen to be rich in it. Cousin Daphne shall be married to a man called Mr. Ogilvy-Moncrieff. Presumably he has a first name, but we shall not be so inquisitive as to speculate upon it. Mr. Ogilvy-Moncrieff, I imagine, is much older than his wife. Let us say... late 50s? How does that sound? it's awfully old, isn't it, for 1807? Early 50s, then. Daphne, I'll venture, would be early 30s. She'd be the second wife, and Dishy Edward would be the son from a previous marriage.

On second thoughts, let's make him a Lord? Viscount? No, too far... What about Sir James Ogilvy-Moncrieff?

Anyway, there we have a nice little family picture. Daphne and her husband Sir James. Sir James' son, Dishy Edward is at Cambridge, though I gather from his step-mother's letter that he is visiting the Manor House. It occurs to me that Daphne mentioned an Elizabeth. I'm going to assume she is Daphne's younger sister, settled quite near with her husband, who is of rather less consequence than Sir James. Let's make him a curate. There's always a curate. Mention was also made of a baby. I'm going to assume it's Elizabeth's new baby. We shall call him Charles, after his father (because there's always a Charles).

I think Sir James ought to have other children, don't you? An older son, James, because in 1807 (hell, in 1907), the eldest children were frequently named after their parents. I'm going to assume James is an idle young man, fond of drinking and gambling. For all that, he is good natured and well-meaning. In between James and Dishy Edward, I do believe I will insert a daughter, but she's long married and gone off into the North Country. Then Dishy Ed. Then another daughter, I believe. And her name shall be... Julia. And then another daughter (secondary female characters so often come in pairs). She can be... Emily. Then, I'll add a little boy of about ten, because then we can add just a touch of harsh reality by saying the late Lady Ogilvie-Moncrieff died in childbirth. Also, it explains why Sir William remarried. Daphne is the only mother he's ever known and all that. What's he called, you ask? Um... Thomas.

So... now I've created a large manor house with impressive grounds and beautiful furniture. I've even, just this moment (aren't I quick?) added a small cottage nearby, for Charles the Curate and family. I've populated my little 1807-community with a variety of people whose names I will never remember. I imagine Sir James is an easy-going fellow, kind to the servants, fond of his wife and children, all that sort of thing. Also, he's fond of gardens, and consequently, the extensive grounds of Ogilvy Manor are beautifully maintained and full of pretty. Cousin Daphne is a practical, sensible woman, rather over-fond of novels, and very keen on entertaining guests.

But, you want to know more about Dishy Edward, don't you? Well, I have class now, so I shall leave him for another time, when I am equally grumpy and unpleasant to be around.

I must say... this trip away from reality has made me a lot less tetchy and sooky. I strongly recommend inventing a fictional place to cure all your bad moods.

Edit: ASK AND YOU SHALL RECIEVE! At Cat's request, I'm adding two more young children, the offspring of Daphne and Sir James. They shall be, um... running out of names.
William, aged three and Charlotte, aged five.


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Aug. 2nd, 2006 07:01 am (UTC)
...Who's William?! I thought Daphne's husband's name was James! :P

I think Daphne should have had a kid or two as well :P
Aug. 2nd, 2006 08:10 am (UTC)
Oops! His name changed for one reference there. Brain was elsewhere.

And Daphne have kids, eh? Your wish is my command!
Aug. 2nd, 2006 01:01 pm (UTC)

To keep all of this straight dear Kayt, I have made you a diagram. In case the leeches eat your brain.

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May I suggest married daughter in the North be named Mary?
Aug. 2nd, 2006 11:29 pm (UTC)
Dearest Gillian, you are too good to me! Your tree is lovely and no doubt will be very useful.

Mary it is.
Aug. 3rd, 2006 01:21 am (UTC)
Hehe, there's an Emily and a Julia! I have a cousin called Julia, and she is but a year older than me :) (and my name is Emily :P ) We've travelled back to 1807 with you!

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