8.15 am. An assault on my inbox. First, a personal response to an email from an old friend from my Cardiff days, who’s a mover and shaker on the South Wales public-library scene:

Nigel Farage (who has the most European-sounding name of anyone associated with the Referendum) is as far from my politics as the edge of the known universe is from the Sun. ‘By schism rent asunder’. The fracture lines are evident in every sphere of social and political exchange. It’s like living in a country that’s having a collective nervous breakdown. I’m all for a revival of a Lib-Lab Pact. (Or was that ‘pack’?) Inevitably, Labour will divide, and the the anti-Corbynites will gravitate towards what’s left of the Lib Dems. 

Ceredigion, as you’ll be aware, voted to remain … unlike that lot down south who clearly had had their fill of the EU’s financial support. No doubt when folk around here find out that I’m a South Walian, repatriation will ensue. But you, too, shouldn’t be complacent. Often I hear on the wind, the distant shouts of ‘The first thing we do, let’s kill all the librarians’. 

Abertillery now has a contemporary art gallery. Has Merthyr? I think not. 

Yesterday, I incorporated the new JHS Muffeletta fuzz pedal onto Pedalboard I and took the occasion to look under the hood and make several cosmetic adjustments:

10.30 am. The focus of the day: pouring the text and images into the booklet’s template, while editing and proofing the text, resizing the illustrations, and organising the components to read as a whole. The template is common to all three booklets in The Pictorial Bible trilogy. The first was printed on paper; the second, made available as a CD, and this one, accessible as a site download. One benefit of digital reproduction is that the booklet can be as long as you want it to be; or, rather, as long as it should be. Hardcopy, on the other hand, is delimited by costs. However, the current booklet is no longer than was the first.

Evening. Following practise session 1, I reviewed the day’s output. The first few pages are always the slowest to realise. They establish the conventions, style, and pace of what is to come. I hazard that a further 30-text pages will be required to accommodate the main body of the text and its notes.

The dramatic developments in the Conservative party leadership elections (and dramatic is entirely normal these days) has almost wholly eclipsed Eagle’s contribution to Labour’s own internal power play. (Now, was that a good game plan on the Conservative’s part?) Whether this eagle can land or not, the Labour party will, of necessity, either change, split, unwind, dissolve, or resolve. (Combinations of two or more outcomes are also possible.):