Given that I'd have to go back into town to let them see my passport (see posts passim) it seemed that monolithoballic polyornithothanatosy should be attempted, so I tucked my library books in along with the passport and caught the bus. The bank account having been unlocked, I celebrated with a little shopping in Allders, since they're now having a sale. I found the cutest tabby ginger pusscat carved in wood - he's called 'Marmaduke' - at half price as a treat for Jus, and then found that they'd reduced the prices of their Colonial Candles pillar candles to utter affordability over the weekend. I bought six! three vanilla, one rose, one blue hyacinth, and one seashore. So when people need a little candle-burning, I now have pretty smellies...
Then off to the library. Renewed a couple of books, returned the others. Spotted my Favourite Librarian (well, my favourite one there) so decided to ask her for a little help with finding background material for the story I'm writing about Ranulf. Of course I could have used the computer database, but she's better than it is, and librarians need to feel loved, so I asked her where I should start hunting for espionage in Elizabethan England, if possible with reference to John Dee. I knew my confidence in her wasn't misplaced when she didn't bat an eyelid before answering "The magician for whom Edward Kelley worked? I didn't know he was involved in espionage, but there you go..." So she pulled some Dewey class numbers for me and I set to hunting.
Maybe it's that I'm lucky with my Mercury, but retrograde Mercury seems not to be wholly bad for me. It may send me round the houses while I'm trying to get on with living, but more often than not I'll find something fascinating en route. Thus it was today. Espionage was pretty much a dud, concentrating as it did on the 20th century, but English History got me not only Benjamin Woolley's The Queen's Conjuror, which was pretty much what I'd hoped to find as Dee material, but also Dominic Green's The Double Life of Doctor Lopez, which is perfect! I can't wait to start reading it.
(I also got Lindsey Davis' new Falco book The Accusers and Sara Paretsky's Ghost Country - but they're for fun, not work.)
Then a little food shopping, including some walnut oil so that I can bake walnut bread, and home to pick more raspberries. Just over a kilo of raspberries in two days to add to those I already have frozen, and it looks like there's plenty more to come. It's going to be a plenteous jam year this year. Picked and ate a couple of handfuls of plums off the tree, since they're now at perfection, and then a huge glowing red apple from the tree to chomp with some of the sharp Cheddar I'd bought and a hunk of last night's wheatflake and oat bread. Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, indeed!
Estella phoned to arrange for Alexander Technique lessons for me - she's suggesting one a week for ten or twelve weeks, and she's giving me a hefty discount, bless her. All I have to do now is to work out how I get to and fro to her place in Birmingham for Thursday lunchtimes... shall call Katherine and discuss it all when she gets back from London.
Eh, it's all good, isn't it? *contented sigh* I'm so bloody lucky, really.
 killing more than one bird with a (thrown) stone - I'm in a polysyllabic mood today.