Dropped in to Treadwell's... Only briefly because I was on a mission to find a map of London at Stanford's, I need one from 1897 (I keep getting hopelessly lost on my visits to late nineteenth century London, the mixture of the and unfamiliar can be very confusing. Or is it just the tempus-morbus?)... They don't have one, looks as if I've got to piece this one together in photoshop. Strange thing happened on leaving Stanford's. The security guard challenged me as I was leaving, asked if he could see something, then changed his mind. The whole exchange took about 2 seconds... Not sure why he stopped me or why he changed his mind. Maybe he was getting instructions in his earpiece (if he had one) along the lines of "Not that bloke you plonker!". I had just left my name and email address with the chap in the digital department re my inquiry. It would be a very strange thief who left contact details with his victim. I wondered off down Long Acre slightly perplexed.
I moved on to Museum Street and had a couple of coffees in the Camera Café (it's the best little internet café in London IMHO and very friendly). Did a spot of research on storage units in Cornwall...
Moved on to the Museum Tavern to meet Alan and plan our expedition out to the wilds of Norfolk. Ended the evening with supper in Mr PU's and was home by 11.
Chatted briefly with Mike in LA... Seems he's engaged, congratulations to him and his fiancée.
Today I am off to the British Library on a mission from Dr Paul. I'll be looking at a book printed 5 years before the great fire of London. Makes a change from the late 19th C. publications I usually look at.
Dining at Demetra's this afternoon.