British Library

The final back blip from my trip to London shows Joumana Medley’s the book of the moon in the gallery of the British Library.

I was travelling home via Euston and met up with my friend, L, for lunch and a wander. We worked together almost 30 years ago (yikes that makes me feel old!) and though we chat on the phone reasonably regularly we don’t meet up nearly enough. It was lovely to see her, and catch up with each others lives properly.