Right now, I’m dreaming of my childhood. At an unholy hour tomorrow morning (6 hours from now, in fact) I will take a bus to Melbourne and … that’s where I will be on Monday, when you read this. I could finish packing, or I could tell you all about my childhood. I choose to finish packing. This is because my mother will give me a Look if I appear without clothes.
Why have I not finished everything at this hour on this day? Because I was very silly and fell over and damaged myself. Not badly, but sufficiently so that everything has been slow this week.
What will I be doing right now, on Monday US time? Some research at the State Library of Victoria. I have a list of books and every one I read is a tremendous help. Dinner will be with a group of old school friends I’ve not seen in forever. Melbourne is the most European of Australian cities and I have the tough choice of eating well or eating very well. I will pack very loose clothes. My excuse will be that it’s summer.
Now you know where I’ll be and what I’m doing… I’d better go prepare.
Is the State Library that glorious old building in downtown Melbourne? (I know it’s a library.) I loved that place so much.
It is! I love it a great deal, but only went there the once. Weekends are not a good time to visit it any more (one of those antisemitic things) and I have other work to do during the week. It’s been one of my favourite places, though, since I was a child.