Also, here's a cartoon I found and put up on my on LJ, I thought you would all get the fellow feeling as well :)
(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/G6_MKGqNvx93dYL1eSycM0T3CQgeET4s9arAIciBbL19Nx5WgMMKifTc0pLYHPHkZ6TOL9NGd2CXYQ3Rjt4vN1IAJuH3eBotOaLMD3hNGHXDxAc-alqmH4ThXDR5WrSEkCQ8GsdPJQ=w2400) (click to enlarge)
It's by Tom Gauld who does reading/writing/sf-ish cartoons, and I love them.
Finished off another X mas story and sent it off to my beta. Spent the rest of the morning, editing stuff she'd already sent back
“Probably not.” Mr. Humphries thought for a moment. “What about a nice sweater?”
“Are they British sweaters?” April asked, her curiosity piqued.
“They are so British, they must be washed in tea,” Mr. Lucas said. At April’s expression, Mr. Humphries murmured.
“Let’s not get carried away shall we?” To April he said, “The exuberance of youth. What size would you guess the gentleman? My size?”
“More like his,” she said, studying Mr. Lucas. “Rather broad in his chest.”
“Sweaters, Mr. Lucas!”
“Sweaters, Mr. Humphries!”
A drawer was plopped down in front of her. “Now these are of a more seasonal design. We have Frosty.” He held up a bright green sweater. “And then there’s Santa. “This time is was a red one. “Or we have reindeer.” He shook it out and April’s face went red. At her expression, Mr. Humphries turned it. Due to a factory error, it looked as if two reindeer were having an intimate moment with one another. He also colored and threw the sweater aside. “Definitely not.”
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As Mirieth had declared that Gimli should be able to sit on his pony “as long as he does not insist on getting off to look at ‘interesting’ rocks every few minutes,” the party would be setting off again the next day.
“Up into the next range of mountains – we really should think of a name for them. Haldir and Tindómë say they were climbing up for around four days, before they reached the watershed, and then there will be another two or three days down the other side before we reach any trees.
“But there is still more snow than they encountered, and whilst we won’t have to wait for Gimli to examine rocks, he will still need to stop more often than they did, to empty his bladder and to stop him becoming stiff. I want to see the trees – I want to feel them, and hear them; dance naked amongst them as Haldir did! We may have until the end of the world – but right now I want to hurry!”
Thank you. I spent ages trying to work out how to end it - longer than it took to write the 500 words in the end.
Poor Gimli - from an earlier story -
Gimli had dismounted and was walking around ‘to stretch his legs’. Elrohir knew that, when the dwarf had said this in the past, Legolas had joked that if he stretched them sufficiently he would find riding a pleasure...
And, a little later in the same journey -
“We will eat,” Legolas spoke in the Common Tongue, “and take care of bodily functions.”
“Aye, and stretch our legs,” Gimli added.
Rumil couldn’t think what Gimli might do to make his, all-too-short, legs longer in the time they would rest. Elladan must have seen the puzzlement cross his face, he came and stood beside Rumil and explained.
Mountains for me too - I'm back filling in a gap before Everest's arrival on the scene, with the first people who tried to measure Himalayan heights. 161 words - I'm not going to try to do any more tonight, because my work wore me out today.
Unlike Lambton’s survey, with its carefully measured baseline as a starting point, these measurements were very inexact – made from an uncertain height and over a not particularly certain distance, and with an unknown amount of refraction.
It was! I'd never though about it, but it's much easier to measure a mountain from sea level, because you know how high you are (0!), and so if you can get a distance it's just a case of measuring an angle up. But once you get inland it's hard - so for a time Tenerife was thought to be higher than things like Mont Blanc, and then some of the more coastal Andes were much easier to measure than the Himalayas.
And I suppose, practically, how far it was from the bottom of it to the top was more important to those who lived near it than how far it was above the level of a distant shore.
How do they determine what is exactly sea level? Our tide around the island has about a 16ft difference between high and low tide - and Snaefell is measured as 2,036ft high - is it at high tide, low tide or half way?
If it mattered to them at all - there are ancient things buried at the top of some of the Andes, but in Europe mountains mostly just seem to have been seen as messy - places you can't do anything useful with.
When the survey measured its baseline in 1802 sea level meant high water, but at some time after that it was decided to use a mean, and they had to redo all their sums.
There's a standard sea level now, at least for the UK (and probably people like you!), but I can't remember if it's based on Liverpool or Falmouth. I think it changed from one to the other at some point...
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on 2020-11-26 08:04 pm (UTC)Also, here's a cartoon I found and put up on my on LJ, I thought you would all get the fellow feeling as well :)
(click to enlarge)
It's by Tom Gauld who does reading/writing/sf-ish cartoons, and I love them.
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on 2020-11-26 08:34 pm (UTC)“Probably not.” Mr. Humphries thought for a moment. “What about a nice sweater?”
“Are they British sweaters?” April asked, her curiosity piqued.
“They are so British, they must be washed in tea,” Mr. Lucas said. At April’s expression, Mr. Humphries murmured.
“Let’s not get carried away shall we?” To April he said, “The exuberance of youth. What size would you guess the gentleman? My size?”
“More like his,” she said, studying Mr. Lucas. “Rather broad in his chest.”
“Sweaters, Mr. Lucas!”
“Sweaters, Mr. Humphries!”
A drawer was plopped down in front of her. “Now these are of a more seasonal design. We have Frosty.” He held up a bright green sweater. “And then there’s Santa. “This time is was a red one. “Or we have reindeer.” He shook it out and April’s face went red. At her expression, Mr. Humphries turned it. Due to a factory error, it looked as if two reindeer were having an intimate moment with one another. He also colored and threw the sweater aside. “Definitely not.”
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on 2020-11-26 09:50 pm (UTC)Here is a wee snippet -
As Mirieth had declared that Gimli should be able to sit on his pony “as long as he does not insist on getting off to look at ‘interesting’ rocks every few minutes,” the party would be setting off again the next day.
“Up into the next range of mountains – we really should think of a name for them. Haldir and Tindómë say they were climbing up for around four days, before they reached the watershed, and then there will be another two or three days down the other side before we reach any trees.
“But there is still more snow than they encountered, and whilst we won’t have to wait for Gimli to examine rocks, he will still need to stop more often than they did, to empty his bladder and to stop him becoming stiff. I want to see the trees – I want to feel them, and hear them; dance naked amongst them as Haldir did! We may have until the end of the world – but right now I want to hurry!”
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on 2020-11-26 10:31 pm (UTC)Congratulations to finishing the chapter!
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on 2020-11-26 10:43 pm (UTC)Poor Gimli - from an earlier story -
Gimli had dismounted and was walking around ‘to stretch his legs’. Elrohir knew that, when the dwarf had said this in the past, Legolas had joked that if he stretched them sufficiently he would find riding a pleasure...
And, a little later in the same journey -
“We will eat,” Legolas spoke in the Common Tongue, “and take care of bodily functions.”
“Aye, and stretch our legs,” Gimli added.
Rumil couldn’t think what Gimli might do to make his, all-too-short, legs longer in the time they would rest. Elladan must have seen the puzzlement cross his face, he came and stood beside Rumil and explained.
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on 2020-11-26 10:36 pm (UTC)Unlike Lambton’s survey, with its carefully measured baseline as a starting point, these measurements were very inexact – made from an uncertain height and over a not particularly certain distance, and with an unknown amount of refraction.
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on 2020-11-28 08:06 am (UTC)And I suppose, practically, how far it was from the bottom of it to the top was more important to those who lived near it than how far it was above the level of a distant shore.
How do they determine what is exactly sea level? Our tide around the island has about a 16ft difference between high and low tide - and Snaefell is measured as 2,036ft high - is it at high tide, low tide or half way?
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on 2020-11-28 10:50 am (UTC)When the survey measured its baseline in 1802 sea level meant high water, but at some time after that it was decided to use a mean, and they had to redo all their sums.
There's a standard sea level now, at least for the UK (and probably people like you!), but I can't remember if it's based on Liverpool or Falmouth. I think it changed from one to the other at some point...
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