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Oh, heavens.

I signed up to Penguin's Blog A Classic. I haven't had the e-mail yet, but I signed in on the site for a poke around & it looks as if I've been assigned this.

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I got rid of two bags of books, and only bought five six! Mind you, that was helped by the vast majority being chick lit.

But! Prelude to chaos says the back of this one!

Young Mark Brown is a "brilliant but footloose" amateur investigator! He has a theory about the Kennedy assassination! He needs Help! And that help could only come from Jason Starr and Adam Cyber, the Mind Brothers! Together, they are a team of scientific brains unmatched in human hstory!

There's a Mysterious Artificial Satellite! A weird organisation called "Sutra"!

I think someone's been writing crossover crackfic. I'm just not entirely sure how they managed to get it published in 1967...
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Talk to me, please! I'm going mad with boredom here - I can only do so much "researching potential targets" before I get distracted and end up looking at second-hand cars instead of Toyota's corporate website.

Amazon has decided (on the basis of buying WK) that I have appallingly bad taste. The synopsis of its top recommendation reads as follows:Read more... )
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Saturday was intended to be a meeting lots of people day, but turned into a mooching around London day (through no fault of anybody's). The Forbidden Planet is pants for its collection of anime and its fans (which couldn't blow the skin off a rice pudding). However, I unexpectedly bumped into [livejournal.com profile] omentide and [livejournal.com profile] hrafen, which was lovely after not seeing them for so long, and then wandered down to the Charing Cross Road and Cecil Court to investigate Books.

The place on the Charing Cross Road is run by Aziraphale; there's no doubt. He's middle aged, roundish, has blond curly hair and is camper than [livejournal.com profile] ukporl. In comparison, Marchpane's in Cecil Court has an original Dalek and sold me a GMF for £10 (so I'm very happy). The Henty I picked up for a fiver is full of manly adoration as well, though it's more of a history lesson with made-up characters than anything else.

Okawari, in Chinatown, is the best Japaese restaurant I've ever been to. I had a bento box but could quite easily have eaten nothing but their mackerel sashimi until I exploded. I *need* to investigate my ice-cream amker and invent sesame seed icecream, too.

*Then*, I managed to find The Weaseldome on the first go, and met [livejournal.com profile] indochine_uk and [livejournal.com profile] hullfire. Frolicking happened, as did Catalogue Man posing and admiration of Weasel's signed photo.

For the record, [livejournal.com profile] indochine_uk and I can share a single-and-a-bit futon mattress *perfectly* comfortably ;p

Moveing on to Monday, I met [livejournal.com profile] moony. She rocks. Verily so. But before that, Weasel took me round Weaselville Cemetery, where I explained my version of goth to her. We found a one-eyed teddy bear, the graves of Cliff Richard and Arthur Daley, the Scaramanga family tomb, and some carved roses that looked like a skull. Also, the most evil bunny ever.

Anyway, then I went an met Moony. Who is wonderful, and is invited to stay should U2 ever play Manchester (or in the north west generally).

We found a beautiful old Bentley (though not a 1926 model), and she thwarted me in my plans to convince the owner to sell it to me for 5p. Bah. There was pub food and anime discussions (in which [livejournal.com profile] daegaer featured as Enabler-In-Chief), musings on HP Book 7, and then sinking ducks in St. James' Park.

It was a wonderful weekend :)

(Thre are more photos in each of the photobucket galleries, but they didn't fit in the story.)


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