Tuesday 11 August 2009

I'm buried in schedules, paper, notation, logistics and a related research proposal this week. Catherine Motuz mentioned the 'Nap of Death' the other day, which is when you fall undesirably asleep during the day after flying east. I'm still fighting it off after nearly a week: I've just managed an afternoon nap of about 3 minutes' duration instead. Is that a nap of 'petite mort'?

This was a fortuitous find in a charity shop in Lochgilphead. While from the outside it looks like a run-of-the-mill primary school geography book from 1963, it's really a beautiful story by Astrid Lindgren with spectacular naturalistic B&W photographs, one of a series. It's completely captivating even now: I wonder what the kids at Lochgilphead Primary School made of it in the 60s. I must resist trying to collect the set ...