
A lover of books (everything, well mostly), film, music (early music, classical, jazz, world and folk, especially music off the beaten track), history (especially ancient and medieval), good food and wine, travel, walking, art (looking at), listening to the radio, and sitting somewhere warm with a cold beer and espresso watching the world go by.
Friday, 24 December 2010
Contumacious
'The influences of Christmas, that contumacious festival, were spreading dismay as early as the evening of the 12th of December'. A wonderful line from Doris Lessing's 'The Sweetest Dream' (p79). But I then had to double-check the meaning of contumacious, one of those words that I was aware of, but wasn't entirely sure about. It means, according to my trusty Penguin English Dictionary (p610), 'disobedient, rebellious'. The Shorter Oxford adds, 'stubbornly perverse' (p416). And now I am puzzled because the meaning of the sentence seems further away than before. No, wait a moment, I think I have it. Yes. Got it. Ah, the warm glow of satisfaction from making sense of the previously elusive. Love it. Back to my book.

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