It's been quite shocking how little down time there's been this semester (I suspect one gets to this point every semester, and feels exactly the same way), but today, at least, there was time to notice the sunlight on drying mugs in the kitchen, and time to sit and read in the back garden (after, that is, I'd sent off 1,000 words on The Victorians and Reading to the British Library, who've commissioned it for their web site). I really think that I've said all that I have to say on that topic, possibly for ever - and it's very strange seeing that my thoughts can actually be boiled down and reduced, like stock from old chicken bones, into a thousand words.
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