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I’m off to bed, feeling immensely satisfied. And excited, too, I’d even say. It was an uphill battle, but for the second time in as long as I’ve owned a computer, I managed to modify a program. I know it’s very boring to read about these sorts of details – the sorts I’ve gone rather overboard with …

[...] I saw a very pretty, friendly-looking girl approaching from my right. She was carrying some enormous rolls of cardboard under one arm, and perhaps more in her hands. She saw me and smiled, and made a small movement towards me. I felt as if the heavens were opening; a smile like that was exact…

I did go out in the end, by myself; I went to the Feria del Libro and came back with four detective novels. I hadn’t even heard of one of them, though it’s by a writer I collect. Another is that Ellery Queen book, Drury Lane’s Last Case. It was still there and I decided to go ahead and buy it, in s…

[...] All those years spent doing the work of bureaucracy had taken their toll – and it looked like there’d been plenty of years, too, filled with all the vices attached to her job: stress and disappointment, yes, but also a kind of malicious sharpness, of being constantly on the lookout for opport…

[...] Meanwhile, on the pavement, the nightmare had taken the form of a very old man clutching a guitar and singing (so to speak), first a little waltz, and then a tango. I caught a few snatches of lyrics that helped me recognise them. As for the notes he was attempting to extract from the guitar, …