These two weeks are passing pleasantly enough. I wake up late, walk for an hour down to the office, and mostly just take in the mail, though I've made a few phone calls too. I've been spending a good chunk of time preparing for my project this fall. I decided that if I'm to have the gall to claim I can teach the history of English drama, I should know it very well myself. So I've been reading a play a day.
I've decided Ben Jonson was a twat.
I've also been watching movies. The BBC is running a "Summer of British Films". British films are really quite distinctive from American ones and the farther back you go, the more it's apparent. Tonight I watched "The Most Violent Film of 1963", a charming film called "Witchfinder General" starring Vincent Price, who meets his end with 14 blows of an ax and then a bullet. But don't worry- he deserved it.
Now, I don't want anyone thinking that I'm wasting my time in London. I went to the Tower of London this week and my student discount was almost exactly the cost of an audio guide... so I splurged and got to hear all the gristly stores of noble deaths and horrid tortures. Not that the English tortured many people, quite a decent record compared to say... the Spanish and the majority was done under the first Queen Elizabeth and you almost can't blame her considering how many people were trying to kick her off the throne.
And today we had sunshine. Very exciting.
However, I am very much looking forward to returning home on Thursday.
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