After my eventful Saturday at the Science Museum, Sunday turned out to be fairly low key – I went to morning mass at the Catholic church I had discovered on my neighbourhood walk the day before and spent the afternoon reading next to my window while a fantastic thunder and lightening storm took place outside. I also put up some posters so the hills of San Francisco have joined me in my room.

My next task, I’ve decided, in my exploration of my local area, is to discover a ridiculously inexpensive used-bookstore. Now before you all start yelling “library” at me, I am a member of my local library and am incredibly disappointed with their collection. Now, I’m sure there is a bigger library in my network somewhere around, and I suppose it would be worth trying to figure out if there are any Hammersmith and Fulham libraries with more than the complete collection of Stephen King and six shelves of romance novels but I miss having my own collection available whenever I need a good read. Therefore I’m going to build it up book by book – for as little cash as possible. I know some friends of mine have had great success with a used bookshop near their Wimbledon home, I’ve got to be able to scrounge up something near me. Worst case scenario, I’ll troll the stalls at Portabello Road and Camden markets and see what turns up.

I’m looking forward to a bit of book hunting.