I enjoy reading a map
almost as much as a book – place names, proximities, landscapes, routes all
fascinate me, and though the geographical features of seas, coastlines,
mountains and vegetation remain constant (at least in my lifetime) the human
imposed territorial boundaries and names change with history, politics and
fashion, thus current atlases while usefully keeping things up to date, erase
from the face of the earth nomenclature that intrigued me at school where my
love of maps began - places such as Bechuanaland, Tanganyika, Rangoon, Ceylon, Siam,
Yugoslavia, and nearer to home, counties like Westmorland, Rutland and Kirkcudbrightshire;
in an attempt to roll back the years I rifled the charity book shop yesterday hoping
to find an old 1960’s atlas but the furthest back I could get was one from
about the 1980’s or 1990’s, undated but dateable from the inclusion in its
snapshot of England, the short lived county of Cleveland.
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