A largely "wasted" day Saturday. Could have been doing useful things with my life, stretching myself, producing things that other people find useful.
Instead... read two so-so whodunnits/thrillers set in Australia, and then washed that down with Clive James essays from "the Meaning of Recognition".
Procrastination eh, yeck.
PS The two books were Claire McNab's "Death Understood", which was OK, but didn't really *go* anywhere, and Garry Disher's "PayDirt", for which Richard Stark, creator of the Parker novels, ought really to be officially credited...
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