The Shard is said to glower over your combination in Peckham, said by Chakrabortty, the author. This once again uses per assonification, to describe the Shards towering size. To glower is to give a confused disappointing look, therefore it is some what disappointed with those in Peckham, due to what we know of that area it could be said that parts of London’s working class are seen as disappointing to the Shard. Chakrabortty says it “glowers over YOUR convictions” directing this to the reader so they understand that potentially they realise that those who own 99% of the Shard are spying on our way of life.

Chapter X: Pip finds a new interest in his education and decides to take extra lessons from Biddy. On his way back from his schooling Mrs. Joe tells him to collect Joe from the Three Jolly Bargemen, and so there he “directed his steps”. Pip finds Joe smoking his pipe and drinking with Mr. Wopsle and a stranger, who remains unknown by name to the reader but known by the characters. Pip sits with them for a while and at one point sees the “stranger” stiring hid drink with the file that Pip had stolen from Joes workshop to give to the convict. This “stranger” then gives Pip a shilling wrapped in a crumpled piece of paper. Once Pip and Joe have returned home they find that this paper is actually a two pound note. Joe then took the note with him back to the Three Jolly Bargemen, to return this note to its owner, however the “stranger” was no longer there.

Chapter XI: after meeting the “stranger”, Pip returned to Miss Havisham’s, where he is somewhat insulted by family members of Havisham’s on her birthday. later on Pip is taken though the house by the stairs and Estella and she askes him is he thinks she is pretty, he replies “Yes; I think you are very pretty.”. Estella asks him more question until she becomes “fired” and slaps Pip. she then asked him, “Why sont you cry again, you little wretch?” Pip then answers “Because I’ll never cry for you again,” the two of them then walk up the stairs and Pip encounters a “large, dark man” who criticizes him. Shortly afterwards they arrive in the garden where Pip is forced to fight another boy; Pip knocks this boy down many times and  then effectively wins the “fight”. Pip then meets with Estella again and she allows him to kiss her on the cheak

the train was hot and crowded, I’d been sitting next to an old freckled man who mumbled and flailed his arms as he slept. but finally the train guard sounded the tanoy and my stop was revealed, Lytchett Matravers. I had only been told to travel ten stops, therefore you can imagine my confusion when the meeting point was in the middle of the country.

I stepped off the carriage, carrying the Louis Vuitton suitcase, filled with old Nokias and iPhones, along the platform. The bag must have only weighed a couple kilo’s but it felt a ton.

the air was thick and cold, it stabbed and scratched at the back of my throat as I inhaled the smog. ” Lytchett Matravers,” I thought, “I’ve seen better.”. The platform had holes and dips on its surface, the stairs across the station’s two platforms was old and rotting, with mould growing on the chewing gum infested handrail. eventually walking over to the entrance I saw a sign, on which “Lost bags, your new property inside,”

this wasn’t surprising, nowadays people took what they wanted and would casually kill if anyone said no, however seeing as which I was told that if I lost this bag I would be killed I didn’t want to find myself running to this sign at all. I walked over to the door and just as I was about to walk through a stampede of office workers rushing home trampled me at the foot of the door and kicked country dust in my face. I got and carried on hoping no one saw me become just another piece of meet to those animal workers, finally I was out and in the road. the buildings on the street were huge, old rotting things with c racks splitting them in two. the once cream paint had faded from age to an off white. the houses seemed to arch over me in their shear height. The air was still thick, but now gave off an unneededly strong coffee smell and heavily mixed with those of car fumes that were belched from the passing van.

Eventually, I saw my employer and causiously stepped closer.

Chapter 3:

Pip has stollen food and brandy from the pantry and files from the workshop and given it to the convict he meets the “young man” in the marshes who he was threatened with by his convict, he gives the food and the file to the convict. Pip returned home expecting to be arrested but was not. Mrs. Joe is cleaning the house for later and Joe is out of her way on the kitchen door step. Joe and Pip go to the church and Mrs. Joe attends vicariously, when Pip and Joe return home for dinner and do also with Mr. Wosple, Mr. and Mrs. Hubble and Uncle Pumblechook (Joe’s uncle). This dinner was not good for Pip for throughout the dinner he was criticised by the adults for simply being and “ungrateful child”. After the dinner they decide to drink Brandi which worries Pip because in order to make it seem he hadn’t taken any to the convict he fill the rest of the bottle with tar-water. Mr. Pumblechook had a glass and then pulled ” hidious faces” , and yeld “Tar!”

As they proceeded to have the pie, from which Pip had taken, Pip ran for the door at speed but was stopped by a party of soldiers at the door with handcuffs .

Hi Dewi,

When you’re ready, if you pull your essay out of draft form, I’ll be able to give you feedback. It’s far more useful to you that I do this while you’re writing it than after you’ve finished, as you can act on what I say in the former situation. Just like how frustrating it would be if a coach told you how you could improve your game after the final match is over.

If you prefer privacy around your work, select the ‘private’ option when you publish it and only you and I will be able to read it – oh, and your last-year teacher.

CW

analysing Albions transcription

within Albion’s transcription, repetition is used to push forward personal views, and as a form of ‘comeback’ to a question. Arbies starts this repetition by insisting Albion to look and understand that Chelsea are low in the league table at present time, saying ” Look at the table! Look at the table!” simultaneously Arbies pushes his phone showing the score table into Albion’s face and watching him eat his own words of, ” seventeenth, does that make a difference?”.

however Arbies is not alone in the drive for recognition or questioning, for just before Albion justified that being seventeenth in a league doesn’t matter, Albion agrees with Arbies saying ” Fair enough so maybe we are seventeenth in the table,” but still this doesn’t stop Albion question the whole progressing conversation, Albion repeatedly yeld, “and what?And what?And what?” tis left Arbies in a state of confusion, yet still he answered simply by saying, ” yes it does” to if any of this actually matter.

throughout, the conversation between these two, Albion and Arbies both refer to the teams that either of them support as, “you” and this language feature is not just between Albion and Arbies, but also between anyone that has ever had an  argument about football teams! this feature is a worldwide used reference. not like the London nautical’s, “goin’ docks” of which only we would truly understand but is known and used by everyone at some point. Arbies and Albion demonstrate this within their argument,    ” where are YOU in the league”-Arbies   “YOU’VE played five games”-Albion and so on.

(unfortunately sir i do not quite know how to name the language feature i wrote about in the last paragraph, but im sure i will soon with your expertise in such areas!!)

As his eyes slowly opened, the hospital ward’s glaring lights burned to the very back of his wide eyes. Alan couldn’t quite understand why he was here the last thing he remembered was him, sitting in ‘The Bell Inn’ pub and for what his body clock thought only an hour or so ago, but now he was laying on a hospital bed with his arm and left leg hanging from suspenders on the ceiling. At the same time as this, there were also six others limbs hanging above him, this was slightly disconcerting for Alan. However, he made a vast sigh of relief when the nurse strolled past looking in on Alan in her baby blue scrubs, but that relief was destroyed when the nurse’s face dropped and the samples she was carrying, on a stainless steel tray, came crashing to the floor with an almighty slam and shattering of broken glass. Alan didn’t know what to say, so his first reaction to the incident was to cry out, “What is it?!” The nurse didn’t reply she just slowly backed away. She started shaking then screamed, the pitch of this wail wasn’t anything special but even so the noise went through Alan’s ears like dog whistle and almost made them bleed. She ran, crying after a doctor and her voice slowly fell silent. This sudden event startled Alan and so he decided to investigate the matter and get up out of this extremely uncomfortable hospital bed, and so he lent his head over the edge and dragged his body across, his plan however brilliant was foiled when Alan realized that half his limbs where suspended by large and awkwardly positioned braises, therefore Alan tried again, after untangling himself, he was finally free. Once he stood up Alan noticed that he was a considerable amount shorter than his previous state, however little the change from once being 6,7, this made Alan feel as though the were a midget. Still this didn’t stop him in his pursuits he walked out the ward room and into the public corridor.