Feet Up

After lunch today I walked in to the town centre to return a library book and see what else might tempt me. 

The answer was coffee and a Danish in the cafe at the library. I reckoned I had earned it by assimilating the morning's media headlines without undue concern. It helps that none of it is a surprise. Not much, but a little. 

I picked up another book while I was there. I like the style of her writing (credit to the translator too) and I enjoy being reminded of my brief visit to Iceland a few years back.