Old romantic sod....

I am an old romantic sod.... today my apartment went on the market and I don't know why, but this makes everything seem so.... well... real. It's really happening. I'm moving to London to get my MBA. Wow. And it's making me feel melancholy.
I'm making good progress (finally) on the HSBC loan, I've found a translator that hopefully is quick and not too expensive, and I've copied everything I need copies off. I think.

The Guardian ran an article about how supermarkets selling books doesn't mean the democratization of publishing but the dumbing down of publishing. I sort of aagree with the author when he says
Moving on to the wider implications of our supposedly democratised culture, as a general rule whenever a participant is offered more "choices", whether in the number of book outlets, TV channels or radio stations, the end result will be to depress the overall quality of the available material
although I think that nineteenth century critics might have said the same thing when mass market publishing became available ;-)
With so many books around, this book called So many books: reading and publishing in an age of abundance might be useful. It goes on my reading list.

According to the authors of the Lonely Planet guide to Great Britain, the UK is born again and it's no longer grim up north (see reviews in the Times and Guardian). What can I say? The UK rocks!

For anyone wanting to get an idea what London looks like or imagine that they're there, have a look at the BBC London site, where they've put up some 360 degree photos. Good stuff.