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From Seathwaite Onwards
Aug. 19th, 2012 08:34 amI've spent the past week in Cumbria at Seathwaite, a precious place that likes to boast it is the rainiest settlement in Our Lord's good realm. The local weather witch assures us that although it has been an extraordinarily rainy year elsewhere, Seathwaite has held off all challengers for first in the standings.
Seathwaite is, quite naturally, the perfect place to study those illnesses which attend on mould and damp--fungal afflictions (internal and external), pneumonias, agues of various sorts, affective disorders including the grey ennui, and ailments caused by proximity to or tangles with a variety of creatures and growing things that thrive in dank corners.
One likes to think there is always something new to be learned, and the Seathwaite Institute has not disappointed, having provided me my first view of a creature I had long believed imaginary. Friday, for the first time, I came nose to snout with a moult-tailed musting. Though I'd never before seen the gleam of its sharp little eyes, I can say with certainty that I've smelled its telltale scent on too many occasions. I have, accordingly, forwarded the relevant materials to Mr Milland with a suggestion that he set about fumigating the lower reaches of the castle before term begins.
A useful week, to be sure.
After a relaxing weekend at the Mortal Man in Troutbeck, I'm off tomorrow for Mount Snowdon and the Experimental Weather Station on its summit.
Seathwaite: Raising Dreariness to an ArtformOne shouldn't wish to question the local sloganeering. (Pomona, I've sent you a parcel with the hat and sash they gave us--to soften your disappointment at having to miss this seminar. Should I have enquired about a spot for you on next summer's course?)
Seathwaite is, quite naturally, the perfect place to study those illnesses which attend on mould and damp--fungal afflictions (internal and external), pneumonias, agues of various sorts, affective disorders including the grey ennui, and ailments caused by proximity to or tangles with a variety of creatures and growing things that thrive in dank corners.
One likes to think there is always something new to be learned, and the Seathwaite Institute has not disappointed, having provided me my first view of a creature I had long believed imaginary. Friday, for the first time, I came nose to snout with a moult-tailed musting. Though I'd never before seen the gleam of its sharp little eyes, I can say with certainty that I've smelled its telltale scent on too many occasions. I have, accordingly, forwarded the relevant materials to Mr Milland with a suggestion that he set about fumigating the lower reaches of the castle before term begins.
A useful week, to be sure.
After a relaxing weekend at the Mortal Man in Troutbeck, I'm off tomorrow for Mount Snowdon and the Experimental Weather Station on its summit.