September 17th—London

Wonderful display of medical stuff at the Victoria & Albert including graphic wax models from the days when it was hard to get real bodies and superb knives and saws. Who is going to have a limb cut off in my novel and do twelve-year-old boys ever grow up?
Unfortunately, nothing photographed well, so I'm attaching an old favourite. It's the famous, imaginative painting of Franklin's men busy forging the last link with their lives. Love the greenish/blue faces!
Getting pages of notes on life in the 1830s and 40s. Problem is going to be leaving stuff out.
Don't hold your breath for a post tomorrow. After museums, I am meeting a couple of friends from university, whom I haven't seen since 1974. Enough said.