Meanwhile, last night's historical foray was into the world of old maps. I've always been a big fan of maps and so when I discovered that Mum and Dad had hung onto some old ones, I was excited! One of them was easy to find on the internet, Duckham's Motor Map of England and Wales, 1910, complete with advice about where the police are likely to hang out to catch you speeding. Note: according to the lovely danjite it was quite possible in 1910 to speed as speedily as we do now - only the roads weren't as good. The other map I could find nothing about - it's a map of York and surrounding districts, published by one JW Harding, and with a 1913 calendar across the top. This map is well-used and probably not worth anything, but it has those little sponsor-adverts around the sides and one of the ads is for my grandfather's blacksmith and wheelwright shop, complete with address.
I'm considering getting it framed. I'm also trying to talk myself out of starting a collection of old *insert random thing I found in Mum's cupboard here*. My interest in genealogy and old things seems to have been sparked by all this deving into the activities of my long-gone relatives. Do I really need another time-sink researchy project? Do I need to get a bigger house? Or should I take the grist approach and go "If it doesn't have a practical purpose, I don't need it"?
And, various experts on obscure things have been receiving random, out-of-the-blue emails from me asking questions. They don't seem to mind..
This weekend, along with Speed of Sound (which you should come to) and sorting things to donate to the spinners, weavers and embroiderers, I have to write an essay. It has now somehow become about historical and current policy responses to teenage pregnancy. There seems to have been a lot of pearl-clutching about this, but I find myself wondering if the poor outcomes associated with children born to teenage mothers are actually a result of attitudes, enforced moralising and policy rather than the age of the mother.