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The only interesting object is a mountaineer’s vintage ice-axe. It’s a tiny bit Trotsky, but it was a present from my oldest friend and I like to keep it there, imagining who might have owned it and which Alpine or Himalayan peaks it might have helped to conquer.
[[image:rosie Rosie thomas spotty jpeg small.JPEG|left]]I’m at my desk between eleven a.m. and about six or six-thirty in the evening. I drink green tea, quite often from a smart flask which was another present, but I don’t bother to eat lunch because it makes me feel sleepy. By the time I finish for the day I should ideally have added about 1500 words to the work in progress. But I don’t always manage this!

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