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chipper - Music:SJA 3.08- "The Eternity Trap"
Up, and with Sir W. Batten to White Hall, where we attended as usual the Duke of York and there was by the folly of Sir W. Batten prevented in obtaining a bargain for Captain Cocke, which would, I think have [been] at this time (during our great want of hempe), both profitable to the King and of good convenience to me; but I matter it not, it being done only by the folly, not any design, of Sir W. Batten's. Thence to Westminster Hall, and, it being fast day, there was no shops open, but meeting with Doll Lane, did go with her to the Rose taverne, and there drank and played with her a good while. She went away, and I staid a good while after, and was seen going out by one of our neighbours near the office and two of the Hall people that I had no mind to have been seen by, but there was no hurt in it nor can be alledged from it. Therefore I am not solicitous in it, but took coach and called at Faythorne's, to buy some prints for my wife to draw by this winter, and here did see my Lady Castlemayne's picture, done by him from Lilly's, in red chalke and other colours, by which he hath cut it in copper to be printed. The picture in chalke is the finest thing I ever saw in my life, I think; and did desire to buy it; but he says he must keep it awhile to correct his copper-plate by, and when that is done he will sell it me. Thence home and find my wife gone out with my brother to see her brother. I to dinner and thence to my chamber to read, and so to the office (it being a fast day and so a holiday), and then to Mrs. Turner's, at her request to speake and advise about Sir Thomas Harvy's coming to lodge there, which I think must be submitted to, and better now than hereafter, when he gets more ground, for I perceive he intends to stay by it, and begins to crow mightily upon his late being at the payment of tickets; but a coxcombe he is and will never be better in the business of the Navy. Thence home, and there find Mr. Batelier come to bring my wife a very fine puppy of his mother's spaniel, a very fine one indeed, which my wife is mighty proud of. He staid and supped with us, and they to cards. I to my chamber to do some business, and then out to them to play and were a little merry, and then to bed. By the Duke of York his discourse to-day in his chamber, they have it at Court, as well as we here, that a fatal day is to be expected shortly, of some great mischiefe to the remainder of this day; whether by the Papists, or what, they are not certain. But the day is disputed; some say next Friday, others a day sooner, others later, and I hope all will prove a foolery. But it is observable how every body's fears are busy at this time.
I didn't think much of Series/Season 1 at all, really weak and kind of almost done as a long afterthought. But the last series and what I've seen of this year have been truly magnificent.
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- Music:Beverley Craven - Castle In The Clouds
Now that every episode of Doctor Who is available on DVD within three months of broadcast, I know they've lost their relevance, but wouldn't it be brilliant if the new series was novelised? They could resurrect the Target imprint and everything, it'd be great!
Author: Primeverse
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Ten, Rose, various.
Pairings: Ten/Rose
A/N: Stories in Magicial Mystery Tour series are linked. But they are all different, its seperate stories about Ten/Rose that make this fic.
Rating: t or 13+
Summary: Stories of The Doctor and Rose's guant through the hazards of time and space- IN THIS FIC
Rose Tyler learns the hard way to never let loose The Doctor in a superstore. You’ll end up with nothing you went for but everything you wanted anyway.
( It never fails her how excited he can be when they go out together, even for milk. )
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amused
Author: Primeverse
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Ten, Rose, Martha, Jack, Mickey and others
Pairings: Ten/Rose.
Rating: T or 13
A/N: I own nothing, its RTD and BBC's
Summary: A Ten/Rose reunion fic, set between Doomsday and Last of the Time Lords. When he looks at his companions, all he sees is Rose. In a far away universe, which runs ahead of the one he’s in, she’s looking for him too, and she wont stop. Not ever.
( He looks at Martha and wishes she was Rose. He knows she knows. He doesn’t care. )
- Mood:
cheerful
Well, I used a lot of the suggestions that came my way from that post the other day! I was pretty pleased with the turnout of readers for that question, I must admit. I guess it's because you hear a lot that people don't give a darn about history in this country, if depressing yearly polls from the Dominion Institute mean anything, but it's clearly not the case among my livejournal followers. You guys are great!
I had to do a general sweep that involved a good range of places, professions, backgrounds and time periods, so you know, not everyone's favorite author is going to be in there but I sure did like the range in suggestions. Looking at it now I wish I had someone from the NWT (not one! for shame) and New Brunswick. Stompin Tom is from New Brunswick but he's also sort of from everywhere. I could have put the Irvings in there, I think they control history in NB as well as anything else.
I was all crazed out with strep throat while I did this, but listening to Radiolab shows and a burning passion for Canada I guess(?) kept me going. You can find the image in today's National Post, along with an article about the Historica/Dominion merger! Interesting stuff.
( picture is under the cut because it's huge )
Here is the legend, the rows are sort of wonky but you'll figure it out:
Row One (bottom):
James Wolfe, Louis-Joseph de Montcalm, David Suzuki, Louis-Joseph Papineau, John A. Macdonald, Terry Fox
Row Two
Emily Carr, Joseph Howe, Joey Smallwood, Robert Bartlett, Louis Riel, Joy Kogawa
Row Three
Marshall McLuhan, Samuel de Champlain, Marilyn Bell, Wayne Gretzky, Emily Murphy
Row Four
Rene Levesque, Sam Steele, Farley Mowat, L.M. Montgomery, Susanna Moodie and Catherine Parr Trail, John McCrae
Row Five
Pitikwahanapiwiyin (Poundmaker), Oscar Peterson, Rush, Pierre Berton
Row Six
Les Filles du Roi, Mary Pickford, Skookum Jim Mason
Row Seven
Charles Best, Frederick Banting, Pauline Johnson, Mordecai Richler, Tecumseh, Stompin’ Tom Connors
Row Eight
William Hall, Tommy Douglas, Marc Garneau, Roberta Bondar, Rosemary Brown, John Diefenbaker
Row Nine
Shanawdithit, Louis de Buade de Frontenac, David Thompson, William Shatner
RATING: PG:13
SPOILERS: Post Children of Earth and Doctor Who S4 Journey’s End
CHAPTER: 74 / 75 + Epilogue – COMPLETE – 2054 words this part
CHARACTERS: Jack, Ianto, Gwen; TW London, John Smith, Ensemble Cast
SUMMARY: Torchwood in Pete’s parallel universe – so AU in a way
DISCLAIMER: I pay my TV licence, does that count? Nope, then they belong to the BBC
A/N: Many thanks for beta, input and being a brilliant friend go to Dandie_Dinmont
Part 74 - http://hab318princess.livejournal.com/10
It started here: http://hab318princess.livejournal.com/76
- Fresh cut flowers on the coffee table
- Email from two friends I love dearly
- New counter chairs soon \o/
- The end of summer
- A selection of Sam Adams winter brews in the fridge for later (Old Fezziwig Ale is the one I'm anxious to try, because YAY DICKENS and also caramel/chocolate/cinnamon/ginger/orange/t
- Having about 90% of my Christmas shopping DONE. Yes. Done! YAY!
I've been thinking about whether or not to sign up for Yuletide after a hiatus of several years. I'm having a really hard time writing, which is nothing new, but also, there are only a few things on the list I have any desire to write -- Rome (Pullo/Vorenus), Oceans 11 (Danny/Rusty), Band of Brothers (Winters/Nixon) and Miracles (Alva/Paul) -- and none of them are what I'd call actually 'rare'. I'm worried that if I get a prompt that isn't anywhere close to things I think I can write, or a really specific gen prompt, I will have a hard time producing anything and the end result will be a substandard story for my poor recipient. Am I the only person who worries about whether she can do the assignment she might get?? I don't know. Must think on this more.
ION, I got my H1N1 vaccination a few days ago, and I'm not dead of any horrific untested vaccine mutation yet. So that's good news. I was more than happy to go stand in line to get it; a two-second shot might keep me from dying of pneumonia and becoming a statistic, and I call that a win.
Yay Saturday! Hope you are all having a fantastic day. Housecleaning, a nap, writing that coda, and answering some comments/email are in my future today. Also, I will scour the internet for a new, fantastic J2 story that isn't an AU and for some lovely Sam/Dean where Sam is not underage. (This is not to imply that there's anything wrong with those two categories of fiction. They are just not what I want.) There must be some stories that fit my criteria. Somewhere. (Recs and self-recs welcome!)
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okay
I find it kind of funny, actually. She'll ask which one is George if I'm looking at a picture of all for 'em and when I point out George, she's like "Ooh, he's cute." LOL
1.

2( I Would Like Ya Ta Dance! )
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enthralled
Subject: Joan Redfern/John Smith, The Doctor.
Title: How to Save A Life
Notes: A view on Joan and John's goodbyes and how Joan can't be with the Doctor instead.

"John Smith is dead and you look like him."
Enjoy! :)
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( It is your destiny, Luke! )
