I’m reading True Grit at the moment. It’s fantastic. Strong recommend.

Happy to confirm that I and my books remain technically untainted.

I fixed a leaky radiator with Charlton Heston.

Just donated. Up with this sort of thing.

Can see a couple of other great books just peeking out from the far right of the photo.

Quite a journey he's on

In 2012, I stood on a stage with Anne Carson as a volunteer grad student to help her perform BRACKO, an adaptation of Sappho, where my job was to say the word "bracket" every time there was a bracket, which was more than two hundred times

Digger is surely going to be a lot more fun.

We're all used to seeing (and mocking) the endless queues waiting to summit Yr Wyddfa but reading George Borrows' Wild Wales and he records that the mountain's tourism was well enough established in the mid-18thC that there was a permanently inhabited cabin dispensing refreshments located at the top

I went low-tech with my Lyle's golden syrup tins and turned it into a cave for my toy plastic penguin which I horrifically precociously called Polonius.

Arsehats.

Can you just cross that bit out and say happy with everything else?

1990-1 I worked for a small charity in Cambridge. We were approached by a solicitor looking for a worthy cause to receive a free TV from their anonymous client. It transpired to be Archer, then in the middle of some scandal, looking to launder his reputation with a photo op of his ‘generosity’.

By all means.

A good second place to the whole of Mouse in Manhattan.

Bruturn?

I by water to Deptford about a little business, and so back again, buying a couple of good eeles by the way.