Content: 40% JANE AUSTEN | 30% other books, classics (lowkey obsessed with Jane Eyre and The House of Mirth again) | 20% literary puns, uquiz results, chess and Detective Anna | 10% obsession of the week / me: ravenclaw, late 20s, coffee to stay alive
I aspire to one day have the confidence of Lady Catherine de Bourgh who unironically said she would’ve slayed at playing piano if only she had learned
So this is the iconic and beloved clock of Moszkva square in Budapest, Hungary. Or more precisely it was.
It was a very popular meeting point for generations.
„2pm on Moszkva, under the clock?” „sure” It was in the middle of the square, so you could see each other pretty easily from anywhere.
When they „renovated” (rebuilt) and renamed the square that is now called Széll Kálmán tér (only by youngsters and tourists who don’t know any better - it will remain for a lot of us „the Moszkva”) the old clock was removed.
So. Removing the clock was very controversial, but it had to go, because someone dreamed about a new shiny one. Here it is. New, and weird and DIGITAL.
The problem is, it stopped working. For days. (you see, fixing it was time-consuming…) And they came and fix it. But it broke down in a couple of days again and again, so the lovely people around helped to fix it. Some of the best solutions:
Graffity: ?Is this a clock? No"and Where is the old clock? Furthermore, on the clock it states that it shows the right time.
An artistic rendition:
But my favorite one is where people got enough of the breaking down abomination, and the heartless people taking down the actually working clocks (it is a very busy square with a lot of public transport connections), and things escalated quickly:
I think this is the most of them we had taped on at once.
The papers state: In memoriam of the unknown time. Rest in Peace
“Good God! what is the matter?” cried he, with more feeling than politeness; then recollecting himself, “I will not detain you a minute; but let me, or let the servant go after Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner. You are not well enough; you cannot go yourself.”
Elizabeth hesitated, but her knees trembled under her and she felt how little would be gained by her attempting to pursue them. Calling back the servant, therefore, she commissioned him, though in so breathless an accent as made her almost unintelligible, to fetch his master and mistress home instantly.
Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen (Vol III, Chapter IV)
Rereading Persuasion for a book club I'm in and just...no one throws shade quite like Jane Austen. I mean, there's lines like "she was short but not fat", "he was simple although not altogether stupid", "she had delicate features, but one would not go so far as to refer to her as pretty".*
* paraphrasing, but THE POINT IS THERE
It just reminds me that, being 31 & single with no kids, as much as I adore her writing, Jane would very likely declare me something like "an old spinster with nothing in the way of prospects, let alone any looks to tempt anyone to glance in her direction."