Substack diary no.170: Monday, 1st. June 2026
A very calm and quiet morning but it is dark, dark enough to require one or two lights on. I would say we are in for some ‘proper Dartmoor weather’ as some of us say, but I suspect there are few Devonians that use this phrase nowadays. The sky is battleship grey over the town and, from where I sit, the tors of Dartmoor are hidden by denser and darker cloud. It is likely to be raining well before lunchtime.
Having recently finished reading Ian McEwan’s What We Can Know I find myself once again staring at the books on the shelves in front of me, too many of which I have not read. What to read next? I must finish Meditations by Marcus Aurelius but my eyes keep drifting back to Umberto Eco’s The Name of the Rose. I might try that one next.
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