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[picspammer]

The Personal History of David Copperfield (2019) Directed by Armando Iannucci

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Mr. Murdstone, after Clara dies: Don’t blame me!

Peggotty: I blame you.

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Peggotty: For teaching us the errors of our ways in running a house and raising David we are awarding you this trophy, as you requested.

*David and Clara clap sarcastically*

Edward Murdstone: I’m happy to accept this very special award I requested, but that I absolutely deserve.

Today I watched Soul and really loved it.

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Betsey Trotwood: Clara, I don't know why your rolls are all left. I liked them. The burnt part gave them some flavor. Don't worry about those pots and pans, honey. I know how to do those.

Clara Copperfield: Well, cleaning is cleaning.

Betsey Trotwood, leaving the room: You'd think so.

*Clara picking up frying pan and going toward Betsey*

Peggotty, grabbing the frying pan out of Clara’s hand: All right. There it is. The raising of the pan. Christmas is officially over.

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[britneyshakespeare]

Charles Dickens, David Copperfield, chapter 8: “My Holidays, Especially One Happy Afternoon”

[homelovers-tales]

I looked in all directions, as far as I could stare over the wilderness, and away at the sea, and away at the river, but no house could I make out. There was a black barge, or some other kind of superannuated boat, not far off, high and dry on the ground, with an iron funnel sticking out of it for a chimney and smoking very cosily; but nothing else in the way of a habitation that was visible to me."That's not it?" said I. "That ship-looking thing?" "That's it, Mas'r Davy," returned Ham.If it had been Aladdin's palace, roc's egg an all, I suppose I could not have been more charmed with the romantic idea of living in it. There was a delightful door cut in the side, and it was roofed in, and there were little windows in it; but the wonderful charm of it was, that it was a real boat which had never been intended to be lived in, on dry land. That was the captivation of it to me. If it had ever been meant to be lived in, I might have thought it small, or inconvenient, or lonely; but never having been designed for any such use, it became a perfect abode.It was beautifully clean inside, and as tidy as possible. There was a table, and a Dutch clock, and a chest of drawers, and on the chest of drawers there was a tea-tray with a painting on it of a lady with a parasol, taking a walk with a military-looking child who was trundling a hoop. The tray was kept from tumbling down by a bible; and the tray, if it had tumbled down, would have smashed a quantity of cups and saucers and a teapot that were grouped around the book. on the walls there were some common coloured pictures, framed and glazed, of scripture subjects; such as I have never seen since in the hands of pedlars, without seeing the whole interior of Peggotty's brother's house again, at one view. Abraham in red going to sacrifice Isaac in blue, and Daniel in yellow cast into a den of green lions, were the most prominent of these. Over the little mantelshelf, was a picture of the 'Sarah Jane' lugger, built at Sunderlan, with a real little wooden stern stuck on to it; a work of art, combining composition with carpentry, which I considered to be one of the most enviable possessions that the world could afford. There were some hooks in the beams of the ceiling, the use of which I did not divine then; and some lockers and boxes and conveniences of that sort, which served for seats and eked out the chairs. All this I saw in the first glance after I crossed the threshold - child-like, according to my theory - an then Peggotty opened a little door and showed me my bedroom. It was the completest and most desirable bedroom ever seen - in the stern of the vessel; with a little window, where the rudder used to go through; a little looking-glass, just the right height for me, nailed against the wall, and framed with oyster-shells; a little be, which there was just room enough to get into; and a nosegay of seaweed in a blue mug on the table. The walls were whitewashed white as milk, and the patchwork counterpane made my eyes quite ache with its brightness. One thing I particularly noticed in this delightful house, was the smell of fish; which was so searching, that when I took out my pocket-handkerchief to wipe my nose, I found it smelt exactly as if it had wrapped up a lobster.

David Copperfield, Charles Dickens