sheldrake

in_stead asked for a book to read at the weekend, so I sent her off with my copy of Gaudy Night. I love Sayers.

You really have to read Dance to the music of Time as it contains such gems as this: describing a rich industrialist -

Clean-shaven, good-looking rather than the reverse, possibly there was something odd, even a trifle disturbing, about the set of his mouth. Something that perhaps conveyed interior ferment kept in severe repression. Apart from that his features had been reduced, no doubt by laborious mental discipline, to a state of almost unnatural ordinariness.

I almost began flailing when I read that on the tube the other morning. Brilliant!

Also, I am madly keen on you being you. Honestly.

*squeezes very firmly*