I admit it. I am fond of sleep. Not loads of it, necessarily, but some, some of the time. Last night I posted half a day’s worth of book festival. And before I know it, it’s actually time to run for another train for more fun. (Whether fun on the train or not, I’m unsure.)
Can’t leave you with nothing (although I’m going to an event on Nothing this afternoon), so here is a lovely photo of the lovely Fabio Geda as he discovers he is in fact in the presence of the Bookwitch.
(For more action in the shape of photos, go to Photowitch – who clearly does not believe in sleep – and ogle.)