I spent a week in London in a heatwave and I don’t recommend it. London in a heatwave is like the southeastern US in an ice storm. Everything closes, you’re unable to travel anywhere, and it’s too uncomfortable to spend much time outside. Only spring and fall European visits for me from now on.

New game to play on my last night in London: train passing or live percussion? The trick is to listen for cymbals. πŸ’‚πŸ»β€β™€οΈ

Now that I’ve finished listening to Stephen Fry’s audiobook of Sherlock Holmes: The Definitive Collection, I’m dreaming of an adaptation of His Last Bow starring Brent Spiner and LeVar Burton. πŸ“šπŸΏπŸ––πŸ»

Finished reading: The Casebook of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle πŸ“š

I like that in this one, Conan Doyle gets weird and gives us a sci fi story that feels like it’s referencing Murders in the Rue Morgue.

πŸ’¬πŸ“š “I am a brain, Watson. The rest of me is a mere appendix.” Arthur Conan Doyle, The Casebook of Sherlock Holmes

πŸ”–πŸ“š Read A Bookstore Boom in a Time of Literacy Decline by Ellen O’Connell Whittet (Literary Hub).

…the line at a well-stocked bookstore in a prosperous coastal city is not the same thing as a reading culture, and we should be careful not to mistake one for the other.

Finished reading: The Valley of Fear by Arthur Conan Doyle πŸ“šπŸŽ§

Continuing the Stephen Fry Sherlock Holmes: The Definitive Collection.