Certain Personal Matters - The Book of Curses

Certain Personal Matters - Euphemia’s New Entertainment

In which Euphemia devises a novel post-dinner amusement of modelling with clay, intended to warm even the most reserved of company through a gentle, absorbing creativity that contrasts favourably with the usual evening pastimes of music or games. The narrative observes with quiet amusement how this new venture reveals unexpected artistic passions and a shared humble delight in the shaping of formless clay into playful, if imperfect, creations.

Certain Personal Matters - Dunstone’s Dear Lady

In which a quiet and industrious man named Dunstone finds unexpected solace and transformation through his marriage to a delicate governess whose gradual change in health and spirit subtly alters their lives. Amidst whispered observations of evolving manners and tastes, the tale delicately explores nuances seen but not fully grasped, inviting that familiar gesture of extended arm and twiddling fingers to express its elusive significance.

Certain Personal Matters - The Book of Curses

In which Professor Gargoyle, a learned collector of curses, reflects upon the rich and vanishing art of swearing across diverse cultures and epochs, noting its emotional potency and peculiar etiquette. He muses with gentle irony on the decline of vigorous imprecations in England, the influence of women upon language, and the wholesome necessity of a good, hearty oath as a release of human passion and energy.

Certain Personal Matters - The Shopman

In which a contemplative gentleman grapples with the vexations of purchasing gloves, reflecting on the peculiar dance of shopkeeper and customer marked by courteous pretence and subtle antagonism. His musings reveal the frustrations of trusting the salesman’s guidance, the artful persistence of upselling, and the curious social rituals embedded within the humble act of buying everyday attire.

Certain Personal Matters - The Veteran Cricketer

In which an old cricketer, sidelined by sciatica and embittered by the decline of the sport’s noble traditions, presides over village matches with a stern and satirical eye, clashing in particular with a young, modern-minded vicar. Through his vivid reminiscences and trenchant commentary, we glimpse the fading grandeur and poetic spirit of cricket as once played in sunlit fields, long before the advent of professional crowds and showy spectacle.