Shipwrecks and Boarding Schools (the Dickensian Crucible)
This morning, I awoke from the unsettling depths of another dream of being caught in an inescapable quagmire of life’s circumstances. It was, without a doubt, inspired by last night’s viewing of the 2002 version of Charles Dicken’s Nicholas Nickerby. It is inevitable that my wife and I will be drawn by a irresistible force (like the pull of gravity) to immerse ourselves in these types of dramas that torture and entertain us. These are Dickensian lessons where (almost without…