Sunday 7 December 2014

Calender

Calender: noun. In the early 1910's little notebooks, where people could record their plans for a specific set of days were becoming increasingly popular, however they were also incredibly expensive to produce. Hence a business started up, where a person bought this so called "calendar" and then rented it out to a large group of people, so that they could collectively write down their plans and afterwards rent it again, in case they needed to check what they'd written down. These people became known as calenders. Their business unfortunately went into decline with the invention of the lightbulb and there are currently only two functioning calenders still in the world, one in London and one in Quito.

Fragment VIII

Elizabeth was rather startled by what the haggard woman had spoken, but assumed that an entity was commplacent. She soon forgot about what the woman had said, as the carriages soon began to move again, being driven away from the inn by the wolves, which began to approach too close to the horses to Mr. Darcy’s liking.


The rest of their journey was rather uneventful, and they soon reached Hull. The sky had darkened even further. There was an eerie silence in the town, as lightning crashed across the sky and rain splattered down onto the half-cobbled and half-dirt road. There was a rather run-down establishment, which Mr. Darcy assured them was an excellent place to stay (he had business dealings in Hull and so knew the local area).

Mr. Collins was uncertain about the entire venture. He felt anxious about having abandoned Lady Catherine so, without informing her of his disobedience, and so was even more anxious than usual. However, his qualms were soon quelled, when he spotted a well-known carriage immediately next to the establishment, in which they were planning to spend the night. His suspicions were confirmed, when they entered the inn. Lady Catherine’s voice could be heard emanating from the kitchen, “No, no, no. You simply can’t put that in there, that seasoning would completely ruin the entire meal. Well, of course I’m not going to touch it! You’re the cook aren’t you?”

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