As often already, in lieu of the content about my stuff I would like to have written by now…
- Richard Hodges’s The Anglo-Saxon Achievement appears to be another of those books that sank very deep and I didn’t realise.
- There seems to be much more Romano-British archaeology nowadays than anyone cared about when I first learnt this stuff.
- This may well be because I was not being taught by a specialist in the field and I am very conscious that I am now repeating some of the same ignorances, in other words, we are the problem as has been said before.
- On the other hand it’s inescapably true that it’s much easier to give a good lecture (in so far as a lecture is ever useful) when you don’t know too much.
- I met some medievalists who say that no-one round here goes to the pub; I agreed that this was a crying shame and now that I’m beginning to balance my time to make this possible, find of course that I forgot who they were…
- Perhaps because of thinking in these terms too much, I am informed that:
The Dante’s Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Level Score Purgatory (Repenting Believers) Very Low Level 1 – Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) Low Level 2 (Lustful) High Level 3 (Gluttonous) High Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) Very Low Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) Moderate Level 6 – The City of Dis (Heretics) High Level 7 (Violent) Very High Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) High Level 9 – Cocytus (Treacherous) Very High
Take the Dante Inferno Hell Test
I’m quite impressed by this. I should reassure readers that the high (or low, depending on where you wind up) ranking is mainly down to a few things that Dante thought were violent and irremediable crimes (not puns, though I had been warned about that) being considered harmless leisure activities in the twenty-first century West, at least in my state. All the same, if Pascal lost his wager, I should have some interesting company in eternal torment.
- I don’t really think two days, especially not two days in which I have a tutorial to give, a seminar to attend and a lecture to
writegive and you know a job, is a fair amount of time to ask me to turn round final proofs of the book in, you know. I might call it unrealistic. But since to do so would probably prejudice its chances of finally emerging with a date on its titlepage that isn’t a lie, I may not be very evident online for a few days.