In other news

[ghoti_mhic_uait]

I discovered a desire to reread Murder in the Cathedral shortly before I left. I wondered aloud to Jon on the possibilities of buying same in the airport, and he informed me that I was insane.

Well, there is a poetry section; plenty of Ted & Sylvia, all the Seamus Heaney I can eat, and well, no Eliot. George Eliot, yes; TS Eliot no.

I bought a copy of the Hotel New Hampshire instead.

Keep passing the open windows.