Frizz

A fairly short talk and then a lovely lunch looking over the old reading room at the British Museum. A quick stop for presents, then collapsing at the café on the fifth floor of Waterstones, the one with the view. I ordered a hot chocolate – and sent it back twice, then fell asleep on the sofa doing my AT exercise. We got, our like, fourth wind and went along to Book slam, which was good fun – some reading, rapping and singing.