For Xanthi…

My new passport has finally arrived (it’s really depressing when you realise your old passport expired a couple of years ago, but you didn’t notice, because you haven’t used it for so long!), so now I’m all ready for my Sydney trip. I’ve even gone and got some of the funny-coloured Monopoly money they use…

A mass release takes a lot of preparation to be successful, so I spent a large chunk of the weekend getting ready for next weekend’s 150th birthday celebrations, registering and labelling books the books I got at last weekend’s booksale. (And that’s how you fit far too many weekends into one sentence). I even created…

The more observant of you may have noticed I haven’t got any further with writing up the trip. Put that down to a bit of a relapse into depression, contributed to partly by sheer exhaustion after all that travelling, combined with normal post-holiday let down, but mostly by the general stress at work (more on…

The worst bit about having been on holiday is that you get yourself into a nice lazy rhythm of late nights and even later mornings, which is always so hard to break when suddenly your holiday is over and it’s Monday morning. So I thought I’d be sensible and try and ease myself back into…

(What do you mean, it’s Thursday already? So I’m keeping up my long tradition of never updating my diary on time…) Underneath my desk there are now four boxes: Box 1: Registered books, all labelled and ready for release. Box 2: Books still waiting to be registered (I needed a MUCH longer weekend!) Box 3:…