‘The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.’
Louis MacNeice, ‘Snow’.
I’m back in Northern Ireland for the Christmas vacation. Plenty of others attempting the same journey over the next few days (including several friends) will have rather a lot of difficulty since Northern Ireland is having what police are calling the worst conditions in 25 years.
Weather permitting, I intend to visit the McClay library at Queen’s University, Belfast on Tuesday. There are several useful materials there I’d like to see, including theses. It feels very strange working in libraries which aren’t ‘your own’. If the snow is still thick I might walk to MacNeice house to see the snowy gardens.