It occurs to me that, for all the times I’ve featured images of my home, I’ve never shown the outside. Well, here it is!
I was attracted to this place because a) the tallness and narrowness sort of reminded me of the structures in my beloved Edinburgh (and it is tall, we have three floors and a basement, so four in total) and b) no yard – because I am terrible at caring for things like that. And yeah, that’s my cat in the window. He was really confused as to why I was outside taking pictures.
Apparently the oldest written documents in British history have been discovered.
So, full warning, these cadaver photos from nineteenth century Paris are a bit unsettling – but also fascinating.
This article pretty accurately describes a lot of dudes I’ve encountered.
Yeah, historians are essential for society. Historical knowledge is to.