Trolled around Bloomsbury yesterday, paying my respects to Virginia Woolf, Vita Sackville West, Lytton Stratchey, and company. Walked around Tavistock and Gordon Squares and hit a few bookshops in the neighborhood, picking up copies of Rose Tremaine's new novel, The Road Home, Thirteen, by Sebastien Beaumont - a recommendation of Scott Pack's and not yet available in the U.S., and Juan Gabrile Vaquez's The Informers, a recommendation of Dovegrey's.
We attended a production of Bertold Brecht's The Good Soul of Setzuan at the Young Vic in the evening with the fantastic Jane Horrocks. Really splendid production directed by Richard Jones. If I could figure out how to do pictures on this computer I would - but it's not in the cards.
Our first day we took the Tate Museum's boat between the Tate Britain and Tate Modern museums, a lovely way to see London! And the Tate Modern - a converted power plant - is a tremendous space to view modern art and has a terrific permanent collection.
Now I have to get into my tux for this evening's performance of Incoronazione di Poppea at Glyndebourne. We'll have an elegant picnic lunch between the acts - so it should be quite an affair!