WASTELAND, BABY! [prologue]
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July 30th 1994 ○ Neville's Bedroom
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It was 11pm when Neville Longbottom heard a tapping sound on his bedroom window.
He was sitting ontop of his patchwork bed covers, in his pyjamas, reading a muggle book that he had found in an old bookshop near his house earlier that day.
At first he took no notice of the noise, it was often that branches hit against his window whenever the wind blew a certain way. However, when these 'branches' started making a squawking noise, he turned his attention away from the book in his hands.
The boy walked over to his window, where he saw a white barn owl sitting on the outside windowsill. The bird looked up at him, an ivory envelope held in it's beak. Neville opened his window slowly, trying his best not to scare the owl away.
"Thanks mate," he spoke, taking the envelope from the bird and watched as it flew away into the dark summer night.
He shut his window before turning the envelope over in his hands. It was thick and felt like it had something rectangular inside of it.
The address on the front was written in a neat-but-slanted way, which he recognised almost immediately to be the handwriting of Y/n Finnigan. Neville smiled, letting the excitement show on his face.
Y/n and Neville had known each other since their first year at Hogwarts. She was his friend, Seamus's twin sister so naturally, he was friends with her also.
The odd thing was, that over the summer months, Neville found himself feeling a strange buzz of happiness whenever she sent him a letter. It even got to the point where every letter that wasn't from her seemed unimportant.
He couldn't quite explain what he felt or why he felt it. So instead, he just put it down to the lonely-ness of Summer.
The front and the back of the envelope was covered with small doodles of stars and balloons. The smile on Neville's face, somehow, grew wider at the thought of her taking the time to draw them on, individually.
The boy opened the envelope just above the green wax seal on the back and out fell both a letter and a casette tape. He picked up the letter and started to read:
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Dear Nev,
Happy Birthday!!! I was going to give you your present on the train to school but I just couldn't wait. I hope you like the mixtape (it's for the walkman, by the way)
See you soon,
Y/n
(PS. Tell your granny that I was asking for her)
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After reading it a few times, Neville took the box out from under his bed that contained all of the letters she had sent over the past two months and placed the new one on top. He slid the box far enough under his bed that it couldn't be seen by anyone that walked into his room.
The boy rifled through the drawer in his bedside locker until he found what he was looking for, his walkman. When he bought the muggle device, he didn't realise that the music wasn't included so he couldn't use it... until now.
When he looked at the tape closely, he could see that it was labeled on either side with ☆Neville's Mixtape☆ written in red marker. He opened the walkman and carfully placed the tape in before putting the headphones on and pressing the "play" button.
The boy turned off the light and lay in his bed, pulling the covers up to his shoulders as he heard the acoustic guitar play softly through the opening bars of the first song on the tape.
He couldn't help but imagine where Y/n was the first time she heard this song. Did it come on in the radio in her Dad's car? Or did she find the album that this song belonged to in a dusty old casette shop and waited until later that day to listen to it, when she was lying in bed. Just like he was doing right now. He smiled at the thought
A male voice sang softly the lyric:
"All the fear and the fire of the end of the world.
Happens each time a boy falls in love with a girl,"
Neville swore that he would remember those words forever beacause it was in that moment that he finally realised what that buzz of happiness was.
The was falling in love with her...
And man, did he feel the fear and the fire of the end of the world.
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St. Patrick’s Day
On this merry verdant day, we highlight some of the many engravings from our copy of The Antiquities of Ireland by the English antiquary Francis Grose, printed in London by Thomas Bensley for Samuel Hooper in two volumes from 1791-1795. This is a later printing; Hooper first published this title in 1791, and most of the plates bear that date.
We thought it would be fun to pair the architectural plates with photographs (ripped off the interwebs) of how these structures appear today. From top to bottom, they are:
St. Patrick's Cathedral, Dublin.
Reginald’s Tower, Waterford.
Bullock Castle, Dublin.
Ballinafad Castle, Sligo.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
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This week 175 years ago, back in 1848, the Irish flag was first unveiled and hoisted on the Mall in Waterford, Ireland.
Created by Thomas Francis Meagher a skilled orator and statesman who later went on to become the first acting governor of Montana.
Often represented as green, white and gold the Irish flag is in fact green, white and orange - in Meagher's own words: "The white in the centre signifies a lasting truce between the 'Orange' and the 'Green', and I trust that beneath its folds the hands of the Irish Protestant and the Irish Catholic may be clasped in generous and heroic brotherhood."
The 7th of March 2023 marks 175 years since the Irish flag was first flown.
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