Too hot today...

...so I went to the pub and got a refillable iced cola and sat in their air con for 3 hours...I finished one book I had taken with me. Then for some obscure reason I am thinking of a particular gravestone I last saw in a cemetery about 25 years ago, where I took my children to play. I couldn't remember his name but he had written a book. I couldn't recall so I just started typing in the web browser and my fingers remembered.

It was Robert Tressell who wrote "The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists". So I downloaded it there and then from the Gutenberg Project and began reading. I still had a pint of cola to drink....

I haven't finished it yet, but he certainly explains socialism in a way you can fully comprehend, whereas Karl Marx left me floundering.

On the way home I bought this purple battery fan. Then I showed it working to the cat who was sitting on the chair. She said something unrepeatable...and miraculously vanished...

P.S. The animals do like my hand-held silk Japanese fan, and my Chinese hand-held sandalwood fan and are happy for me to use them, they sidle in a position on me where they get the benefit of those...but I want someone to fan me...