Odds and Ends

Catie and I were going to go to St. Julian's Church today (does anyone else know of the sainthood of Julian of Norwich? I didn't think she was a saint, but her church is called St. Julian's. However, I know that Hildegard of Bingen, who also was a female mystic, was never officially canonized, someone just slipped "St" in front of her name in a book. I suppose I could just look it up on Wikipedia...). However, Catie lost her bus pass, so we didn't go in. The church has been there since the 11th century, at least. It's not going anywhere anytime soon.

Anyway, I'm supposed to be reading the Life of Wilfrid. Can I just say, right now, before reading this particular hagiography, that I love saints lives? They're all pretty much the same--precocious child, miracles, dragons (I swear to god--all the ones I've read so far have dragons. I mean, really? Dragons? Miracles are one thing, but dragons? You expect me to believe that? Do you think I'm stupid, or what?). It's seventy some pages that I have to read by 7:00 tonight. I'm going on a pub crawl with the History Society.

I've got my plans for Week Seven settled now, I think. Catie's booking hostels right now. Week Seven at UEA is reading week--it's the week you're supposed to spend catching up on all the reading you've missed so far in the term. None of my lecturers are holding class, though I do have two essays due. I'm planning on getting them done a week early. I'm meeting Allie in Edinburgh on Friday, 2 Nov., and spending the weekend with her and Catie, then after Allie heads home, we go on to Glasgow, Dumfries (Dream of the Rood! and also Robert Burns, apparently, but I'm not such a Robert Burns fan), Carlisle, Newcastle (Hadrian's Wall!), Durham, and York (Bede! And St. Cuthbert!). I'm really excited.

This weekend we might go down to Ipswich and see Sutton Hoo (and some other things, but if' you're going to be seeing an Anglo-Saxon burial ship, who cares about anything else?). I don't know yet, but I'll let you know when we decide.