My husband and I got diplomas in the mail a couple of days ago. In Applied Danverology. I was so proud of mine that I scanned it and posted it on my Facebook page for all my friends to see. Lots of them liked it, and some commented. More than a few were a little confused. In the interest of clarifying, AND in my perpetual promotion of the previously blogged-about Fforde Ffiesta, I will herein attempt to explain what this diploma means. (Don’t I already sound smarter? My diploma does say With Honours, after all.)
This is what my diploma looks like.
Danvering is a verb based on Mrs. Danvers, the antagonist in the book Rebecca, by Daphne du Maurier. She’s a formidable character. Scary, even. In Jasper Fforde‘s Thursday Next series, she is cloned and the resulting multitude of Danvers are used as a special forces team to thwack the Mispeling Vyrus .
This is the the letter that accompanied our diplomas. We are really happy that we didn’t have to take out school loans for this course of study. Phew.
This is a photo of the Danvers Brigade mustering for inspection.
Please note that the The Legion of Danvers is an equal opportunity movement. All that’s required for membership is a black dress, a grey granny wig, dark glasses, and a fearsome demeanor. Oh, and you must learn the following marching song:
We are Danvers, we are clones . . . we will never be alone . . .
That’s all there is to it. Follow those simple steps, spend a lovely weekend in Swindon at the Fforde Ffiesta, and you, too, might one day obtain a Higher Diploma in Applied Danverology.
You will be the better for it. Trust me.