2011, I leave you with this bit of black humor from Woolf's 1919 review of Edward Jerningham and his Friends:
‘Lord Harcourt, indeed, vanished in an extremely abrupt and, to him, unpleasant manner, being found “in a narrow well, nothing appearing above water but the feet and legs, occasioned, as it is imagined, by his over-reaching himself to save the life of a favourite dog, who was found in the well with him, standing on his lordship’s feet"’ (E 3:60-61)
Happy New Year to all.
The edition is due on January 31. I am in the thick of it.