Insults of the 17th, 18th and 19th centuries

Gnashnab

 Gnashnab is an 18th century northern English word, meaning someone who just complains all the time. Contemporary synonyms include nitpicker, moaner and grumbler. It’s just as true now as it was back then—no one likes a gnashnab.

 Scobblelotcher

Mental Floss notes this word is “probably derived from ‘scopperloit,’ an old English dialect word for a vacation or a break from work.” A scobberlotcher is someone who avoids hard work like it’s their job. The next time you catch someone dozing off at their desk, hit ’em with this one.

 Zounderkite

This is a Victorian word meaning idiot. This is an appropriate example with a contemporary angle, spoken with some irritation while driving on the highway: “That zounderkite just cut me off!”

Bedswerver

Shakespeare coined this one to describe an adulterer. BBC America thinks this would make a great band name, and they are totally on the mark. You’re at the show, the lights go down, and suddenly through the swirling fog and darkness you hear “Good evening Cincinnati, how ya doing? We…are…Bedswerver!”

Zooterkins

The website Matador Network says this is “a 17th century variant of ‘zounds’ which was an expression of surprise or indignation.” It’s less of an insult and more of something to yell after someone has insulted you…but of course you can follow up with some other great words of your own.

Flapdoodle

A sexually incompetent man, who is either too young to have had sex or one who is too old to attempt it (“flapdoodle” also referred to nonsense or rubbish and ladyparts in the same time period)

Hedge-creeper

A prostitute, who presumably works in the countryside

More to come at a later date

‘LYMOND CHRONICLES’

NEW 16TH CENTURY SERIES FROM POLDARK PRODUCERS
Following the success of Poldark and Victoria, Mammoth Screen now apparently wants to turn another period set novel series into a TV show! They’ve bought rights on THE LYMOND CHRONICLES Dorothy Dunnett’s historical adventures set across Europe in the mid 16th century and are now searching for a broadcaster!
As Radio Times reports, packed with incident and an array of characters, these novels follow a charismatic Scottish nobleman Francis Crawford of Lymond, a charismatic and arrogant outlaw desperate to prove his innocence and restore his name.
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Aidan Turner confirms fourth series of period drama Poldark

The BBC One adaptation of the books stars Aidan Turner as Cornish captain Ross Poldark

Hit period drama Poldark is set to return for a fourth series.

 

The BBC One adaptation of Winston Graham’s books stars Aidan Turner as Cornish captain Ross Poldark, and the actor confirmed that fans would see another run of the programme.

Speaking at a panel for the show at the BFI And Radio Times Television Festival, Turner said: “We start filming series four in September.”

The third series will air in June and is based on books five and six from the 12-novel series, The Black Moon and The Four Swans.

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Lady MacBeth 2017

Set in rural England 1865, the story centres on Katherine (Florence Pugh), a woman stifled by her loveless marriage to a bitter man twice her age, and his cold, unforgiving family. When she embarks on a passionate affair with a young worker on her husband’s estate, a force is unleashed inside her so powerful that she will stop at nothing to get what she wants.

US – July 14th

 

 

Anya Taylor-Joy, Romola Garai to Star in ‘The Miniaturist’ for BBC

Alex Hassell, Hayley Squires, Emily Berrington also star in adaptation of Jessie Burton novel

Anya Taylor-Joy, Romola Garai and Alex Hassell will star in period thriller “The Miniaturist” for BBC One, the broadcaster announced Friday. The adaptation of the novel by Jessie Burton is produced by The Forge for the BBC and co-produced with PBS’ Masterpiece.

Now filming, “The Miniaturist” is set in 1686 and stars Taylor-Joy, the break-out star of recent horror hits “The Witch” and “Split,” as a young country woman who arrives in the wealthiest quarter of Amsterdam to begin a new life as the wife of a wealthy merchant (Hassell). When her husband presents her with a wedding gift of a cabinet that is a miniature replica of their home, furnished by an elusive miniaturist, she realises the tiny creations mirror what is happening within the household and appear to predict the future with disturbing precision. Garai plays Hassell’s cold and domineering sister.

 “I couldn’t be happier to tell this amazing and atmospheric story with such a wonderful group of people. I immediately fell in love with Nella’s resilience and am so looking forward to telling her story and helping to bring this magical book to life,” said Taylor-Joy of her leading role.

Adapted by John Brownlow “The Miniaturist” is directed by Spanish director Guillem Morales and produced by Gethin Scourfield. Production is now underway, taking place in the Netherlands and the U.K.

The cast also features Hayley Squires, following her break-out, BAFTA-nominated role in Ken Loach’s “I, Daniel Blake.” Royal Shakespeare Company actor Paapa Essiedu and “Humans” star Emily Berrington also star.

“The assembled cast is perfect to the vision I had in my mind’s eye in every way,” said Burton.

Kate Sinclair will serve as executive producer for The Forge alongside Elizabeth Kilgarriff for the BBC and Rebecca Eaton for Masterpiece.

Courtesy Variety Magazine

Reserve and Reticence – Part Nine

Nine – Lull Before the Storm

 

“Thank you, Hawkins. I won’t be needing you anymore tonight,” Stephen said as his valet finished dressing him for his wedding night.

“Very well, my lord.” Something in his valet’s tone made Stephen raise an eyebrow at him but his long-term servant – close as a friend – showed him a face as impassive as a statue’s.

“Out with it, Hawkins! What is it?”

“I do not know what you mean, my lord! I just wanted to wish you good luck.” Now, there was a grin on Hawkins’ face as he hurriedly left his master’s dressing room. Stephen chuckled softly and opened the door to his wife’s quarters. Anticipation rushed through him, and he felt the first stirrings of arousal. Yet, no matter how long he had been fantasizing over his first night with Beth, nothing could have prepared him for what he beheld next!

She was gorgeous, simply ravishingly beautiful in her silk nightgown the colour of fine champagne, her dark brown hair spilling over her back and shoulders like a coffee-coloured waterfall. The soft material outlined her figure to perfection, bringing to life the soft curve of her slender hips and the promising roundness of her fine breasts. His body reacted like that of a boy barely out of the schoolroom! Christ! It had been ages since he felt so turned on by the sight of a mere woman!

No! Not a mere woman but his woman … his wife.

 

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The room was exquisitely decorated with tasteful, elegant furniture, lovely shades of pastel wall papers and drawings, and a soft, thick Aubusson carpet covering the shiny parquet floor. A cheerful fire in the marble Adam fire place made it cosy enough for Beth to relax a little while she stood next to it, warming her icy hands. Would that her racing heart be so easily soothed!

She was waiting for her husband to join her and … initiate her in the pleasures of the marriage bed. Her heart was hammering in her chest as she stood staring at the dressing room door through which Stephen would enter. It connected their separate bedchambers and guaranteed a privacy whenever the need arose for a good night’s sleep … in separate beds which was often customary for marriages of the Ton. Beth fervently hoped she would not give Stephen cause to leave her bed on any night of their life together. Her parents had always shared a bed and she had never known a happier couple than Papa and Mama.

She shivered and drew a deep, calming breath. Her gaze went to the large mirror standing opposite the fire place in which her image was reflected. What she saw was a slender, frightened little girl of middle height, dressed in a night gown of creamy silk. A pale face above a décolleté that was very revealing, due to the thin shoulder straps and the low neckline that showed the onset of her small breasts. Breasts with hardened peaks straining against the flimsy fabric…

Beth was afraid, very much so. From her studies and manuals, she had of course a vague idea about what transpired between a man and a woman during sexual intercourse, yet she had not experienced it first-hand. She was only just beginning to feel sexual stirrings – all of them initiated by Stephen’s touch – and although they did not repel her, those unusual feelings did indeed worry her. It had become clear to her that they instigated a loss of free will in a person so that they were no longer in control over their reactions.

When she heard the sound of an opening door, she realised it could only be her husband, coming to claim her. A strange throbbing came to life, deep in her belly, clutching at her very heart. Her eyes shifted toward the connecting dressing room door, caught sight of Stephen and … suddenly, she stopped breathing!

 

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Stephen wore a long robe of moss green velvet with the sash loosely bound around his narrow waist. The V-shaped opening showed a triangle of chest, slightly tanned and smooth. Beth’s gaze roamed from his devastatingly handsome face with the blue-grey eyes, now sparkling with scarcely banked fire, to his well-defined muscular torso, sculptured by the smooth velvet it was encased in. Beneath the robe, she noticed a pair of loose drawers and then – oh, Lord! – his long, strong feet. Bare feet … Her breath caught and a surge of something immensely powerful awoke in her inner self!

She felt positively light-headed when he slowly stepped nearer and the sash of his robe came undone, revealing stretches of golden muscles and a light sprinkle of dark hair that covered his nipples. Her eyes followed that line of hair where is disappeared beneath the waistband of his trousers, that were riding low on his slim hips.

Yet, it was the look in those blue eyes that really touched her; an unmistakable look of admiration and also … something quite different, something that made her heart turn in her chest. Her blood pounding in her ears, Beth surprisingly found her legs strong enough to meet him halfway. Her hands – palm down – came to rest on that broad chest where they were instantly warmed by his smooth, hot skin. Warm spirals of desire came to life and found their way from the top of her head all the way down to the tips of her toes and finally, converged inside her womb to pool in her most delicate place. She was going to faint … surely.

 

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Stephen forced himself not to rip off that flimsy gown of hers, when Beth’s shy and yet so erotic touch seared his skin. He needed to go slowly and above all gently, for she was still an innocent. How he was supposed to accomplish that, when all his senses were ablaze with passion, he could not fathom! He had never, ever, been aroused like that! Not even with Florence, his first wife, had he experienced this kind of sexual desire. It throbbed in violent waves through his entire body, and his manhood was so hard it stung like hell!

A slight inclination of his head sufficed to make his lips brush hers, without touching her otherwise. Her jolt of surprise and the tiny moan she uttered nearly sent him over the edge! Christ! That, too, had never happened before!

Wanting to make his wife feel comfortable and relaxed, Stephen gently traced her lovely mouth with gentle kisses, until she responded by letting her hands rove over his body. She was very shy, but he could sense her eagerness and the onset of passion, as she became bolder. Her fingers slid over his shoulders, baring them. She gasped with pleasure as her hands stroked his back and buttocks, following the band of his trousers to the front of his torso again.

When she touched him through the fabric, it was his turn to gasp and groan as her fingers moved over his hardness. He eased the straps of her gown over her shoulders, and it suddenly pooled at her feet. Oh, dear Lord! She was absolutely the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on and she was his! This gorgeous woman was his and his alone!

 

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To Beth, it seemed like the most natural thing to stand before her husband completely naked. Yet, she wanted him naked, too. Suddenly, she felt the unstoppable urge to feel his skin against her own!

Impatiently, she pulled at his trousers until they fell around his feet and then … oh, sweet Jesus … but he was breath-taking! A body as hard as rock, yet so velvety soft to the touch … steel muscles finely chiselled … male, all male … she could no longer breathe when she saw the glory of his manhood, standing proud and ready. All of a sudden, she knew it all! She understood everything that happened between a man and a woman and she wanted that now, this instant.

Stephen must have seen her desire for he took her in his arms and carried her to their bed. Gently positioning her against the pillows, he stretched beside her, long hard body warming her soft curves from head to toe. She pressed as close as she could, not wanting to miss a single inch of him. A need to touch him, caress him, savour him caused waves of heat to roll over her, and she whimpered softly when Stephen began kissing her all over her body. Face and neck and lower, to shoulders and breast … oh, heaven! His mouth was working wonders that started washing over her in waves of pure delight. His hands were setting her skin ablaze wherever they roamed but when they stroked her inner thighs, she thought she would melt, and dissolve, and be gone forever. God! But she still wanted more! This was not enough! Franticly, she parted her legs and pulled at him and lifted her body upward. Oh, why did he not come closer and absorb her until she was drawn into him?

 

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With a jolt of delighted surprise, Stephen welcomed Beth’s uncompromising response to his lovemaking and he carefully covered her warm slender body with his. Her scent, all flowers and woman, was driving him mad with need, but he forced himself to be delicate and gentle. He needed to make her adjust to his weight and supported himself on his elbows while he slowly entered her. When she pressed even closer, he understood that she was still eager. With long, gentle thrusts, he initiated her response so that she easily followed his rhythm. She was ready for him, all warm sleekness, enveloping him completely, and he became bolder, inviting her to join him in the century-old dance of love. Soon, he had her going along with him, and she did not shy away when he breeched her barrier. Instead, she became even more aroused, clutching his shoulders with hard-gripping fingers and gasping for breath as her passion rose to higher pitches. He climbed the mountain of passion with her, welcoming the surge of release that grew and grew stronger with each thrust. When Beth gave a long, shuddering cry as she reached her peak, he shattered completely in his own, powerful release!

 

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Afterwards, they lay wrapped in each other’s arms and savoured the infinitely agreeable feeling of their warm, sated bodies. The scent of their lovemaking was so soothing, so totally safe and full of belonging. At one point, Stephen unconsciously pulled the covers over them both and they slowly sank into blessed sleep.

 

The lovely drawing I used in my story is by Mrs Joyce Mould.

 

VICTORIA WOODHULL SERIES “Outrageous”

ON 1ST FEMALE PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATE IN AMERICA (1872)

Neal H. Katz‘ novels Outrageous: The VICTORIA WOODHULL Saga will be turned into a ten part mini series! As ‘Deadline’ reports, Victoria Woodhull was the first woman to run for U.S. President back in 1872. The series will chronicle the life of Woodhull and her sister Tennessee Claflin, who was the first woman to be invited to address Congress on the issue of women’s right to vote and the first woman to own a publishing house and newspaper, Woodhull & Claflin’s Weekly. They also were the first women to own and operate a New York brokerage house.