Snow: reflections on landscape, chronicles, and a walk to church

Snow is more than transformative; it is transformation itself.*

Last weekend, just shy of the vernal equinox, we had the second significant snowfall of winter. I love snow. I love listening to it and can gaze out of the window for hours making myself dizzy watching it fall in clumps or blow round the streets in incredible arching swirls. Above all I love walking in it and the sensory experiences such activity induces, particularly the excitement of fresh snowfall rendering the familiar unfamiliar.

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Normans and identity

This post is a response to some questions on Twitter about the nature of Norman history and identity, particularly

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I responded on Twitter, but it’s not a great medium for extended discussion, so I’ll do my best here.

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