#t-ransparenthings

[sealochs]

Hey! Hope you're having a lovely holiday season! I love your blog-- do you have any recommendations for similar blogs or a list of your own fave Tumblrs?

Hello lovely! Aw this is so cute thank you, I love your blog too! :) I don’t know about similar bc all these blogs are far better than mine, and I love every blog I follow, but the ones I’m really loving atm are:

t-ransparenthings

ablogwithaview

theclassicsreader

hoursinalibrary

literatureandlibraries

mrgaretcarter

bookworminabox

leatherlaceliterature

bibliochor

and that is probably leaving loads of wonderful blogs out! also if anyone has any blog recs for me/wants me to check their blog out I’m always looking for new people to follow, esp since my blog became less fandom and more study/literature/space/place oriented! 

[whenharrymetsallys]

Like yourself I had similar concerns about The Crown, but I watched it over the weekend anyway. I must say, the scenes of their foreign tours are portrayed rather realistically (so, yes, this entails some fanfare of sorts) but it's filmed in a way that doesn't exactly glorify imperialism either. As for the show, it humanises the royal family in a way that viewers may empathise with them as individuals, but does little to support the continued existence the monarchy itself.

cool cool, that’s good i suppose

i mean i don’t know enough about all this to have a huge conversation, it was just something i spotted that seemed quite ugly. but like i said, i don’t have time for all of these shows that are elevating these establishment figures to the front of the media (downton abbey, victoria, the crown). 

at this point they’re going to be busting out a tv series dedicated to alec douglas-home’s time as pm and somehow make it #dramatic and heart-rending when he has an affair with a pheasant or something (lip quivering, dinner jacket askew, hair tumbling in sweaty but sexy manner down his forehead, he raises the hunting pistol. the stately home glows in the mid-summer night behind him, the music swells. “goodbye penny”, he chokes. a shot is fired. a broken man returns to the pantry with a newly-dead pheasant swinging from his hand. the nation pulls out their hair in distress, how will alec succeed in the general election now his pheasant-love is dead at his hand? spoiler alert: he won’t.)