In a library now

Went up to Birmingham this weekend. It was quite good.

Booked a holiday to Ibiza.

Met Olav yesterday, he borrowed my leather jacket.

Watched bits of a french film about IT sales men and 28 year old virgins. I can't quite remember if the two are connected. It was on Channel 4 last night.

I had some indian tea, with ginger and "lillychar" in it.

Joined a library.

Watched a program about Philip Larkin. He was a bit down his whole life and moved to Hull to be even more sad, but enjoyed being a librarian. His father was a Nazi, and his mother was bullied her whole life. He wrote some good poems and sang racist songs about niggers when he got pissed. A man of his time (1922-85) they say.