So. The sun has gone down and the 7th of February, the 200th anniversary of the day that Charles Dickens launched his life of troubles & glory; the 145th anniversary of the birth of Laura Ingalls [must've been mighty chilly in that little h. in the big w.] is nearly over and how did I celebrate it? Well, I read a bit of A Tale of Two Cities on my Kindle whilst waiting at the local post office. Does that count?
No. I didn't think so. But I've thought about this pair of writers, who brought so much richness to the world, all day long.