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clowngirl getting an orchiectomy and the surgeon just keeps removing ball after ball after ball after ball after
clown nurse standing by solemnly adding each successive ball to the ones she's already juggling
Stroud, Gloucestershire, United Kingdom
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I have been here
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Can I interest you in a brief biography of this absolute icon?
I know. I know. It's the hat, isn't it? You need to know more. You simply must. And if that doesn't do it, then perhaps this rather striking profile will:
Elizabeth "Amy" Dillwyn was born in Swansea in 1845, the eldest daughter of a prominent family. She was related to the photographer Mary Dillwyn, the abolitionist William Dillwyn, and the astronomer Thereza Dillwyn, and her father was the Liberal MP for Swansea. Upon his death, she inherited her father's spelter works in 1890, as well as his debts of £100,000 (£8mil today.) She lived in relative frugality while she worked to save the business, renting lodging rooms and refusing to pay herself a salary in favour of keeping 300 people employed, until the debts were recouped 7 years later and she was able to buy her own home.
Dillwyn was also an author, and her 6 novels often touched upon class issues. She was a supporter of the Rebecca Riots, in which local Welshmen dressed as women to destroy tollbooths in protest against unfair taxation, and also supported the strike action of local seamstresses. Her novels also often included lesbian themes, most prominent in Jill, which tells the story of a gentlewoman who disguises herself as a maid and moves to London, falling in love with her mistress. Dillwyn herself wrote about her sexuality in her diaries, writing about her love for her friend, Olive Talbot:
My own belief is that Iām half a man & the male half of my nature fell in love with her years ago & canāt fall out of it again. I care for her romantically, passionately, foolishly, & try as I may, I cannot get over it.
Dillwyn referred to Talbot in her diaries as her 'wife', and never married. She was considered something of a beloved social eccentric, often wearing men's attire, smoking cigars, and turning up to her father's funeral in a purple skirt with a yellow flower in her belt as a protest against Victorian mourning conventions. She was a staunch suffragist and supporter of social reform. She died in Swansea at 90 years old, and her house now bears a blue plaque to commemorate her.
Currently, there's an ongoing research project about her and her diaries led by Professor Kirsti Bohata of Swansea University, who also wrote her entry in the Dictionary of Welsh Biography. Some of her novels are available from Honno Press, which champions Welsh women's writing. An edited selection of her diaries has just been published by the South Wales Record Society, and is being prepared for open access. Images sourced from David Painting, the biographer of the Dillwyn family.
underrated tumblr feature is being able to catch up to yourself on your dash. so there is an END POINT. and you can say āah, I have reached where I left off, there is no more to see! Iāll take my leave now and come back later when there are new posts.ā instead of being stuck forever in a bottomless algorithm pit digging deeper and deeper till you have to summon monumental strength to climb out
you donāt realize how important lunch is until youāre wandering around thinking about how unloveable and untalented and uniquely cursed you are and then itās 4pm and you finally eat lunch and you go Oh. oh right.
but ykw at least i'm not on mount everest. at least i'm not paying tens of thousands of dollars to slowly suffocate in a 300-person line at the gates of hell. never in my life will i have to be steered in a hypoxic stupor through the maze of poop and corpses atop mount everest. on this earth a lot of horrible things can happen to you without your permission but there are a few that you have to opt into. you can just say no thanks! and be guaranteed never to have to be on mount everest. much to be grateful for actually
still not on mount everest this morning š alhamdulillah
has anyone figured out how to turn off the thing where you love your pet so much it slides inexorably into grief-borrowing
āFor me this glass is already broken. I enjoy it; I drink out of it. It holds my water admirably, sometimes even reflecting the sun in beautiful patterns. If I should tap it, it has a lovely ring to it. But when I put this glass on the shelf and the wind knocks it over or my elbow brushes it off the table and it falls to the ground and shatters, I say, āOf course.ā When I understand that the glass is already broken, every moment with it is precious.ā
Ah, le donne... sempre impareggiabili!!!
Ah, women ... always unmatched !!!
And now, for a very dignified classical music recital...
hey you know in sheet music when they have those little vibe checks likeĀ āfortissimoā or whatever, uh... just wondering what the latin terms are forĀ āaggressively casualā andĀ āabsolutely derangedā
HATE when you can't stand someone who is literally harmless. Like oh I'm the bitch here. I'm 100% in the wrong but nonetheless fuuuccckkk this guy
kind of embarrassing to play a game that your friend recommended itās like. ohh iām pregnant with your game. iām playing and itās yours
i don't think it's like that at all.