I’ve felt weirdly silenced for the past few days while this blog was down – am sincerely hoping the tech problems are fixed for good now. Meanwhile I’ve been writing a paper, an outline, a research proposal, and reading for light relief Peter Davidson’s [amazon_link id=”1780235984″ target=”_blank” ]The Idea of North[/amazon_link]. It’s a cultural history that does what it says on the cover, a lovely book. It has many wonderful passages but the most quirky, I suppose, was the revelation about the economic significance of beaver pelts in the exploration and staking of claims in Canada. The highly desirable fur led to ever-expanding hunting of the creatures, which in turn prompted fighting between different tribes as well as competing imperial explorers. “The pursuit of ever more distand beavers thus become the impetus both for mapping and for the creation of empires, indigenous and colonial.”
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It set me thinking about what else I’ve read about norths. I have a treasured signed copy of Seamus Heaney’s [amazon_link id=”B004FPP5VA” target=”_blank” ]North[/amazon_link]. There’s Paul Morley’s [amazon_link id=”1408834014″ target=”_blank” ]The North[/amazon_link] about the north of England. Ted Hughes and Faye Goodwin’s [amazon_link id=”0571114261″ target=”_blank” ]Remains of Elmet[/amazon_link], ditto but more poetic. Charles Nevin’s [amazon_link id=”1845960378″ target=”_blank” ]Lancashire, Where Women Die of Love[/amazon_link], ditto, in a very different way. Elizabeth Bowen’s novel [amazon_link id=”0099287765″ target=”_blank” ]To the North[/amazon_link].
Moving to a wider geographic stage, Jill Ker Conway’s memoir, [amazon_link id=”0394281209″ target=”_blank” ]True North[/amazon_link], [amazon_link id=”0099563835″ target=”_blank” ]Into the Silence[/amazon_link] by Wade Davis about George Mallory and Everest, Francis Spufford’s brilliant (like all his books) [amazon_link id=”0571179517″ target=”_blank” ]I May Be Some Time: Ice and the English Imagination[/amazon_link].
I’m sure there must be others. As Davidson says, there is something so simply evocative about the phrase: “To the North.”
As well, there’s Glenn Gould’s remarkable radio documentary, “The Idea of North”, produced in 1967 for the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, which later became Part #1 of his Solitude Trilogy.
Ah indeed, mentioned often in the book. Sounds like it’s worth rooting about for it online.
Other books about the north of England worth investigating are Up North by Charles Jennings, Manchester, England by Dave Haslam, All points North by Simon Armitage, Pies and Prejudice by Stuart Maconie. My favourite book about the north is Racing Pigs and Giant Pigeons by Harry Pearson which despite the title is simply brilliant.
Aaaaaargh Racing Pigs and Giant Marrows, not pigeons!
And then there’s this: “The North Will Rise Again: Manchester Music City 1976-1996”