My holiday reading
from the ile de Re. I did my usual trick of reading about one country while
holidaying in another, leading my poor brain confused as to where I was and
which particular language I should abjectly fail to speak. This time I was
reading about Italy and the Levant in France rather than Hungary in Malta,
Malta in Venice, Venice in Croatia or Croatia in Cornwall. What a good book the
Pursuit of Italy was though, another reminder that our current seemingly
immutable national identities in Europe are nothing but, and largely an
invention of the 19th century, however strongly held they may be by some. How
interesting to follow it up with one of the first exponents of a strong
national identity in Europe after the collapse of Romanitas. The book makes the
point that Charlemagne can be claimed as an inspiration by both the
pan-Europeans because of his uniting of Western Europe under one ruler, and by
French and German nationalists as a true [Germanic] Frank. Gilmour wrote about
a similar situation in the Spanish Civil War, when the troops of Mussolini, who
co-opted Garibaldi as a precursor to his Italian nationalism, were fighting
against the Garibaldi Legion of Italian volunteers fighting Franco; on whose
side Garibaldi would certainly have been.
Loved Alatriste,
seemed very slow paced until the cracking naval battle with the Turks that the
whole book built towards. Nice to see the Knights of Malta getting a look in
too. The ile de Re was fabulous, we hired a triporteur to get the kids around,
and it was just so cool cycling along sea walls from little town to beach to
little town. I want to get one and paint it in camouflage and add RAF roundels
so it looks like a Spitfire. Don’t think I'll be able to get that past Helen. .
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In the meantime,
we've had an offer for our house and are looking at some properties tomorrow;
we could actually be moving! Fred started school this week and seems to be
really enjoying it, although he rarely offers any information. We're having a
park reunion tonight with his nursery friends. . . .
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