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Tom's Variety & Grocery, Dovercourt Road, southeast corner of Shanly Street, Toronto, Ont. 1980

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Wood Engraving Wednesday

KENNETH LINDLEY

English artist and wood engraver Kenneth Lindley (1928-1986) designed, engraved, and printed Coastwise in a limited edition of 50 copies at his own Pointing Finger Press in Yorkshire in 1970. Our copy is signed by Lindley. He studied wood engraving with James Bostock and Norman Janes, and became an art educator himself starting in 1950, eventually becoming Head of Wakefield School of Art in 1966 and then Principal of the Herefordshire College of Art in 1971.

Lindley was inducted as a member of the Society of Wood Engravers in 1960 just before this venerable institution began to fall into dissolution. It was through Lindley's efforts, however, along with those of engravers Hilary Paynter and George Tute, that the Society was revived in 1984, "virtually amounting to a re-foundation after a difficult mid-century." Today the Society is thriving and active.

The places depicted in these wood engravings are, from top to bottom: Brittany, St. Mary's Island, St. Osyth's Beach, Ballard Point, Holland Haven, Dovercourt, Stackpole Quay, Braystones, Portland, Botallack, and Maryport.

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Charles Augustus Milverton pt 1

This one I remember. In multiple incarnations. I don't know why, but this guy sticks with me more than Moriarty in a lot of ways. ACD did a great job of making me absolutely disgusted with him. And I'm just going to start at the top and say Fuck Him. He's the worst.

...but now the principal person concerned is beyond the reach of human law, and with due suppression the story may be told in such fashion as to injure no one.

Watson for once waiting until people are dead to drag all their sordid secrets into the light. How kind of him.

Can't help but feeling with some things people probably wouldn't want them revealed even after death, especially considering the nature of this story, but sure.

We had been out for one of our evening rambles, Holmes and I, and had returned about six o'clock on a cold, frosty winter's evening.

They regularly have long night-time walks together. And before you say it isn't night-time, it gets dark in winter in the UK at 4pm in December, so yes they absolutely walking in the dark. I won't say starlight, because this is Victorian London and the chances of seeing the sky are close to zero, but lamplit, at least.

“Who is he?” I asked. “The worst man in London,” Holmes answered

Ah, so that's why I have it so reinforced in my brain that he is the actual worst. Because he is literally introduced as the Actual Worst.

"Do you feel a creeping, shrinking sensation, Watson, when you stand before the serpents in the Zoo and see the slithery, gliding, venomous creatures, with their deadly eyes and wicked, flattened faces? Well, that's how Milverton impresses me. I've had to do with fifty murderers in my career, but the worst of them never gave me the repulsion which I have for this fellow."

Tonight the part of Charles Augustus Milverton will be played by:

But seriously, though. The emphasis that is put on how much Holmes loathes this person. Moriarty, he respected, even appreciated as an opponent, but Milverton makes his skin crawl.

This does seem like snake slander, though. What did the snakes do to deserve this?

"The fellow is a genius in his way, and would have made his mark in some more savoury trade. His method is as follows: He allows it to be known that he is prepared to pay very high sums for letters which compromise people of wealth or position. He receives these wares not only from treacherous valets or maids, but frequently from genteel ruffians who have gained the confidence and affection of trusting women."

Capitalism meet blackmail. Blackmail meet capitalism. I'm sure you're going to get along just great.

“She is to be married in a fortnight to the Earl of Dovercourt. This fiend has several imprudent letters—imprudent, Watson, nothing worse—which were written to an impecunious young squire in the country."

Could go on for a year about the utter bullshit of 'reputation' and 'honour' for women in this era and before. The way he says 'imprudent, nothing worse' indicates to me that she's just sent some slightly romantic letters. I'm guessing that there's nothing really racy about them, and even if they were. Why does anyone even care? It's all so much fucking nonsense. And if you get rid of the stigma and societal judgement attached to such things (which literally hurt no one) then people like Milverton wouldn't be able to do anything to the women. Yes, Milverton is a dickbag of astounding proportions, but he couldn't exist without society itself ensuring his continued survival with its bullshit purity culture and hypocrisy.

Attaching shame to non-harmful actions only hurts innocent people and allows horrible people to flourish. Fuck that bullshit.

/rant

Charles Augustus Milverton was a man of fifty, with a large, intellectual head, a round, plump, hairless face, a perpetual frozen smile, and two keen grey eyes, which gleamed brightly from behind broad, golden-rimmed glasses.

Of course he has a big head. He's been described as a genius, therefore his head must be large 😂.

“My dear sir, it is painful for me to discuss it; but if the money is not paid on the 14th there certainly will be no marriage on the 18th.” His insufferable smile was more complacent than ever.

Oh so painful for him to discuss.

“They are sprightly—very sprightly,” Milverton answered. “The lady was a charming correspondent. But I can assure you that the Earl of Dovercourt would fail to appreciate them."

WTF does 'sprightly' mean? Maybe I was wrong, maybe she was writing erotica to the squire. Honestly, if her husband judges her for it, then he's also a dick. Ugh ugh ugh. This man is such a prick. I hate him.

“There you make a mistake, Mr. Holmes. An exposure would profit me indirectly to a considerable extent. I have eight or ten similar cases maturing. If it was circulated among them that I had made a severe example of the Lady Eva I should find all of them much more open to reason. You see my point?”

Ah, marketing...

"I assure you that I am armed to the teeth, and I am perfectly prepared to use my weapons, knowing that the law will support me."

Here he presupposes that a) he would win and b) Holmes wouldn't be able to hide his body and cover up his death effectively. That seems a little shortsighted of him.

But yes, we leave with Holmes seemingly foiled for now, and disguised for a bit of... perhaps burglary? We know from the last story how much he enjoys burglary.

[thefisherqueen]

She is to be married in a fortnight to the Earl of Dovercourt. This fiend has several imprudent letters—imprudent, Watson, nothing worse—which were written to an impecunious young squire in the country. They would suffice to break off the match. Milverton will send the letters to the Earl unless a large sum of money is paid him.

Imprudent. Such vague wording again, it makes you wonder what Doyle meant the readers to understand. This squire was obviously a love interest, so I guess that Doyle meant to imply that the lady's letters were mildly erotic in nature. Anyway, imagine if your whole life could be ruined by the reveal of a few of your old DM's. Gods, what a society. And what a horrible man

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"GRABS EMPTY PURSE," Toronto Star. April 9, 1943. Page 7. ==== Thief in Military Uniform Gets Nothing for Pains ---- An empty purse was all a thief dressed in military uniform obtained when he robbed Miss Mary Elliott, St. George St., on MacLennan Ave. hill at midnight last night.

About the same time Mrs. John W. Sherwin, walking on Dovercourt Rd., a block from her home, had her purse snatched from her arm. It contained $3. The thief ran up an alleyway.

[wordthieve]

Oh Hi!!!! For the asks……

6. What’s one fact about the universe of You Can Fall that you didn’t get a chance to mention in the fic itself?

8. What song would make a great fic (to either write or read)?

19. If you wrote a spin-off of Open Arms and Wide Awake, what would it involve?

Thank you, lovely friend, for the asks!

6. What’s one fact about the universe of You Can Fall that you didn’t get a chance to mention in the fic itself?

Wow, this one sent me on a deep dive. I had so much plotted out in this universe. Patrick lives in Dovercourt Village, David in the Annex. I absolutely did google the distances between them and the store (near Dundas St West) to see if they were walkable.

That isn't the juiciest of tidbits, so I'll add that in the chapter where David meets the Brewers, they do end up spending the next day making good use of more than one room of the house (although David feels it's disrespectful to do anything in the kitchen). A missing scene I'm going to get to at some point ...

8. What song would make a great fic (to either write or read)?

I love the lyrics to "The Night We Met" - "I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you" - they're so bittersweet and angsty! But it would need to come with some serious HEA.

Maybe "I Hate This Town" would be good. Or something fun made out of "Still Don't Know". Or - OOH! - "I Had a Dream Last Night!"

I have plans for "Ivy" ...

19. If you wrote a spin-off of Open Arms and Wide Awake, what would it involve?

You're really going to make me think, aren't you? Lessee ...

With the admission that I could never make it work, the first thing that pops into my head is an Ivan POV of it - watching David and making his assessments, watching his beloved romcoms, observing the small glimpses he gets of Patrick and David together, then intervening at the end. He'd probably need his own cute romantic subplot with Twyla, too.

Ask me things!

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Chafford School, Ramsay nr Harwich, Essex.

I went to Chafford in about 1974. It's a stately mansion just outside of Dovercourt. It was formerly a remand home but changed to a residential school. A magnificent house with separate coach house and grounds, A modern school block including a full gymnasium on the right (see photo below) was added later.

From what I remember the stable and coach house was used by the gardening departement. See next photo.

It was a very unusual school, in that pupils that were not particularly academicaly inclined, were able to choose to from several classes that included: painting & decorating, gardening, brickwork and I think there was an electrical class as well. From that perspective it was a great school that could teach kids a trade at least, if nothing else.

People I remember were:

Reginald Arthur Swinford who was my teacher. The kids and staff referred to him as RAZ. Or as we called him, razzamataz. His initials being R.A.S. was how it came about. We called him Razamataz because he was nothing further from it. He walked a bit lopsised but he was the best teacher I ever had. He taught me about Pascal's triangle, Pythagoras's theorem and also made me precis the fron page of the newspaper regularly. It taught me to be succinct and he also made me copy a page of each letter of the alphabet in the style he had written it. To this day I thank him for it because it smatened up my penmanship.

Mr Gill was the PE teacher.

Boys I remember are:

Thorogood Gary Gilling Malteese Partridge Paul Robinson (I think) Colin Murphy (Blond skinny lad)

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Matador Club, Dovercourt Road, west side, between College Street and Dewson Street, Toronto, Ont., 1980

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Top: St Clair Ave West & Caledonia Rd

Bottom: Dovercourt Rd & Caledonia Rd. Toronto.

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