Yesterday was the Central European Classics event at the British Museum, today the beginning of the New Writing Worlds conference at UEA. This is after the evening readings and dinner hence very late. My two brain cells are looking at each other somewhat aghast. 'You don't look well,' says one to the other. 'You look exhausted,' the other replies.
So where are the other brain cells? That's what I would like to know.
With a bit of luck they'll be back in the morning. (Tomorrow down to the Nehru Centre to introduce Shanta Acharya's new book.)