Instead of apologizing for my absence, I have to apologise
for extending it. One essay is done but the other is still weighing heavily on
my mind (and my back, neck, shoulders, eyes and everywhere else that hurts from
sitting in front of books all day).
The next few days will be spent in the British Library
reading dusty old eighteenth and nineteenth-century children’s books and then I
head off for Christmas in Newcastle with my sister and some family friends.
All in all, it looks as though I’ll be having a relatively
un-Christmasy Christmas. In spite of that, I send my sincerest wishes for a
very merry Christmas to all of you.