Monday, 18 April, 2011

One of the few nice things about being bedridden with a nasty bug?  Re-reading 84, Charing Cross Road (I was inspired to do so by this lovely post).  And now I want to watch the film again, but need to replace my old (now unwatchable) copy before I can. Alas.


Until then:

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