finally got round to checking out the new library. fiction shelves still largely denuded, but even from the remains you can tell that the collection is decent. unfortuantely, the place itself is not at all reminiscent of the old stamford road library - or any of the other nlb branches for that matter - and i think that was, perhaps, a misstep. i like there to be a certain measure of uniformity in things. horrible as galilee sometimes is, at the very least you can peg having a coffee there as part of the library experience, and even the rest of the branches without galilees have a certain je ne sais quoi that make them feel similar somehow. maybe it's just that buildings need time to collect history and acquire their essences or something, but for the moment, i'm distinctly unimpressed.

Currently reading:
The Trick Is To Keep Breathing - Janice Galloway