Famous

Rumours that the place was about to be knocked down after decades of inactivity forced me to blip the famous Wilsons' Bakery sign. Ever since I joined the org it has stood there out the back, no doubt an asset on someone's sheet. And soon it will be gone.
But to happier things! Today I gained a new friend, complete with a little leather holder. Touchy and feely and full of great sense, though I've only downloaded one book so far. I showed it round the pals in the Guildford before struggling to get it back off piglets who was transfixed by it. I gather I shall be able to highlight passages and ping them over to Facebook where people will gaze with awe and wonder at my erudition, I imagine. Aye. Now, where was I?