Monthly Archives: November 2012

Orwell’s England Number Eight: The smell of rubbish fires

(To read about the project have a look at this page / Click on the image to see a detailed view) Subject: The smell of rubbish bonfires Location: Behind a farm, Staffordshire I’ve pondered this one for a while and I now have two different visions of what Orwell might have meant when he thought […]

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Historical Miscellany #9 – Mallory’s first glimpse of Everest (1921)

‘It was a perfectly early morning. We had mounted a thousand feet when we turned and saw what we came to see. There was no mistaking the two great peaks in the west; that to the left must be Makalu, grey, severe, and yet distinctly graceful, and the other away to the right – who […]

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Orwell’s England Number Seven: Raging Gales

(To read about the project have a look at this page / Click on the image to see a detailed view) Subject: Raging gales Location: Portland Bill, Dorset To Orwell’s mind, at least, there was a clear distinction in the autumnal months. October was a time of golden trees, windless, misty mornings; a time when […]

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