Hello, I'm Jen, a 20 year old Brightonian living in the beautiful city of York.
This blog allows me to indulge in my love of baking, reading, old books, history, textile crafts, feminism, hot beverages, travel, and amazing British and American drama (and absolutely adorable things like Danny Pudi, puns, bunnies in teacups and anything with flowers on it). If you love grammar and Joss Whedon, chances are I'll like you too.
The Means of Communication issue of Lapham’s Quarterly contains a fabulous collection of complains and marginal notes by the monks assigned to copy manuscripts in the era before the printing press. With their bitchy complaints—“I am very cold,” “Oh, my hand”—they insert themselves into the holy texts and often, in the process, disrupt the sanctity of the words they’re supposedly copying: “Now I’ve written the whole thing: for Christ’s sake give me a drink.”