Goldfinger

Busy old day today. I was off like a shot to Senate House library this morning where, in a corner of the sixth floor I became engrossed in the shelves of dusty and musty old books on Victorian paintings. Time flew by, and I had to dash back to Birkbeck where I took out more books than I could carry, resulting in my walking like Quasimodo. I ordered articles galore then hurried home in the rain.

More research during the afternoon - hey, it takes a bit of time and effort all this academic stuff - then a quick jaunt over the farm with Jude.

I met H for dinner at Gabriel's Wharf before seeing The Alchemist at The Olivier. Although it took a little while, and a fair bit of concentration to get into the swing of what was going on, once I did I loved it. Great performances and very funny. At nearly three hours in length (including interval) you get your money's worth. Only ten squids so it's well worth it. I recommend.