Friday reading

A Günter Grass novella, the second book of his Danzig trilogy, sitting between The Tin Drum and Dog Years, both of which I've read previously. A more straight-forward read than than the others, and containing less of the fantastic, so probably a good route in to Grass's writing. He's a bit of a dubious character these days, my mum's friend from Berlin knew him in the 70s and says he was an arsehole, but I don't really care about that — his books are still wonderful.

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My wife in twenty years

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I had this book when I was a kid, but had completely forgotten about it until a friend sent me this photo recently.

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The most beautiful toilets in London

All the way downstairs in the Barbican foyer. Pity they fucked it up with the shit paper towel and soap dispensers and bins. Notice the radiused corners where marble terazzo wall meets marble terazzo floor, to ease cleaning. The toilets in the adjacent Waterside Café are in the same style, but smaller, with the linear form curled round into a semi circle — entering is almost like walking into a huge snail shell, or a giant's inner ear.

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Current reading

Totally random purchase, both title and author are new to me — I think it was a combination of the cover painting and the mention of Swiss asylums that tempted me in, after all the thought of The Magic Mountain.

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Kensington Crow Bike

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