And since my peculiar romantic bent is coupled with extraordinary powers of imagin-exaggeration, I often think of my research as an investigation (well, isn’t it??) I am on my way to Paddington station, and my time in London is sadly quite brief–just 48 hours and a long meeting at the Wellcome Library of London. They have a fantastic collection of material on birth and its apparatus (and prevention) through history. It is one more stop on the trail of the mechanical mother.
(I should note that I am prepared for dead-ends in this case… I just want to find THE dead end.)