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This weekend I ran seven miles or so and finished The Hobbit. Not at the same time, mind you ( Read more... )

In honour of the feast of Saint Valentine, I wanted to post the love letter to end all love letters. Keats has never been my favourite poet, but I read his letters to Fanny Brawne back in September on the flight to San Francisco and was instantly converted to his cause. Swoon. Happy Valentine's Day, all. Have a good one, and never name your ( Read more... )