I read this slowly over a period of months and enjoyed it quite a bit. A strange combo of fact and fiction from the early days of the modern novel, it‘s close to a first-hand account of the 1665 plague in London. One year later the whole place burned down so I guess we need to keep the calamities of the early 21st century in perspective. I love these voices out of the past, so different and still so much the same. So grateful for modern medicine.
My vacation has officially begun. It‘s not official until I buys some books. I picked up a few for my flight next week and getting a jump on this one. I read it years ago when I was too young to appreciate it so giving it another go.
So now I‘m sitting in a farm, listening to a jazz band, drinking beer and reading between sets.
A cheerful discovery at work today, a list of deaths and diagnoses during the Great Plague which also happens to be my birthday (321 years early). By December the death-rate was beginning to drop but that's still 3880 bubonic plague deaths in one day! ??
NB if anyone is wondering "rising of the lights" is croup.