Six months since Prince Philip died. It's odd how often very-much-married couples do die within a short space of one another (I think we were all expecting the Queen to go on to over a hundred, as her mother did) -- but when people reach extreme old age, I don't think one can really draw any specific conclusions from that.
I decided to mark the Queen's passing (and apologies to anyone else who is shocked to learn of it here, as I did, via a casual aside on someone else's Internet blog) by finally completing the upload of my old MySpace blog entries, a task which had been hanging over me for years -- and which had, in fact, originally been undertaken as an import into my old LiveJournal blog, created in August 2010. I'm not quite sure why this labour struck me as an appropriate act (intimations of mortality, reinforcing the warning of
erimia's recent blog disaster?), but somehow it did.
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I decided to mark the Queen's passing (and apologies to anyone else who is shocked to learn of it here, as I did, via a casual aside on someone else's Internet blog) by finally completing the upload of my old MySpace blog entries, a task which had been hanging over me for years -- and which had, in fact, originally been undertaken as an import into my old LiveJournal blog, created in August 2010. I'm not quite sure why this labour struck me as an appropriate act (intimations of mortality, reinforcing the warning of
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