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More Reports From My Favourite Book GenreToday in a cafe at the British Museum, where I ploughed my way through two and a half chapters of one of my research books, there were two old white Australian men - one identified by the other as a Tory - mansplaining to a black woman with a baby (I later found out that her name was Lucy and that she ( Read more... )

So what happened was, I was getting violently wound up by basically anything anyone said on the intertubes, and rather than hang around getting more angry and annoyed that my flat is about as hospitable as an iceberg, I took my butt to Pak and got some hairdye (pictures later) and then took my butt a little further to the British Library; where ( Read more... )