I laughed a little as I wondered what you were holding the book for. It reminded me of a travelling bible salesman... and your lean on the umbrella sends the message that you know bartitsu and I'm due for massive beatings for saying that.
I seem to recall from somewhere that he is an editor for his day job, so that could explain part of it
Yeah, I'm not sure I'd even posted in this part of the thread. Yikes.
Nope. American mutt.
For reading, of course. This is what we new yorkers do on the subway. Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel.
It's nice, but it's a constant exercise in self-restraint. There are three or four suits and two or three pairs of shoes that I'm fighting the urge to take home right now.