|06:32 pm - Cast not a clout redivivus|
Nice November day out there, with creamy blossoms standing in for snow flurries. But on nice November days one shouldn't walk to the store in sandals and socks unless the sun is shining, and especially not when rain is forecast. But I did and it did so now I'm changed into jammies and bedsocks.
The Infidel Stain is indeed lots of fun, even if Carter uses 'begs the question' in a way no 1840s Englishman would. I don't know why, unless it's the American publisher who also changed the spelling. Shall read the next one; am not a fan of India so not likely to read the first. Mind, I'm not a fan of 1840s London either, but still. Will not spoil myself by googling Chartist to discover how the movement eventually ended. Badly, I assume.