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So far down the rabbit hole, I’m at risk of growing floppy ears. Currently addicted to Thomas Lupton, but always dreaming of Measure - before, after, forever. Not an academic, life got in the way. Maybe I’ll find a way back, one day.
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It’s heeeeere! One of my two favourite Thomases. Just in time for a long weekend. Perfect.

The system works! (Although I completely understand now why cutting in-boards fell out of fashion. There has been a lot of swearing today…)

Today, I will mainly be trimming in-boards, and hoping I don’t fuck it up…

Mmmmm, old endpapers (early 1700s through to mid-1900s). Yes, I also have a lot of the plain style as well. Now to plot how to best honour them in new bindings!

Binding books about binding books… And finding ways to disguise errors caused by not double checking the infill was seated properly before pressing overnight 🫠

What an incredible show! Tightly cut, whilst maintaining the beauty and emotion of the play. Thank you to the cast and backstage team for their generosity in spending time with us afterwards to discuss the preparation, production, and emotional journey of this poignant event. #RSC up north!

A 90 minute bank holiday jaunt south to Barrow to see the #RSC this afternoon. A beautiful day to hide inside and watch The Tempest, but the building is stunning (I’m a sucker for ceilings and stained glass, what can I say…)

Messing around with open backed bindings (not a fan), and made it harder than it needs to be by refusing to distort the cover boards with tape. Stitched tapes to boards, and then sewed the signatures into the gap. Luckily, my measurements were sound! (Also made a leather-fronted sketch book)

Made and sewn endpapers, and a nice fat text block back in the press. Binding books about binding, how very meta.

Another Easter weekend over, and so many dogs going home today. Time to paint some kennels, and get back to training my oft neglected search dogs 😅

I'm not saying that Vance has angered God, but if he offers to pray for you, it might be best to politely decline

Pretty things! A Timbury & Son of Fetter Lane (1811-1817) decorative wheel for gilding work on book covers. I am looking forward to putting it to use in the next few weeks!

Good enough, for government work… The cast were great (all of them!), the production… less so. Incredibly intrusive sound design that almost led to me leaving, and a distracting costuming continuity event. Needs to lose about 20 minutes, as the pacing is wildly off. Maybe it’s just not for me 🤷‍♀️

When you manage to get the last ticket for the opening night of Much Ado at the RSC 🥳 All tied in with a trip to Hay-on-Wye to buy some bookbinding equipment.

Home sweet home.

“Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! Nae master! We willnae be fooled again!”

2 years ago today I returned my work allocated tech and the ID cards I had to jump through endless hoops to maintain, and walked away from criminal intelligence analysis. Almost ten years of CSAE and anti-corruption behind me, new methods of working created, and some very scary people behind bars.

Today I have mainly been paying off the mortgage. So that’s nice.

This experiment in book binding is beginning to get very silly.

I always got out of taking minutes in meetings because my handwriting (at speed) is so bad I can’t actually read it myself. Trying to decipher this c.1580 scrawl, I think I might have been too hard on myself.

A day of ceilings and chimneys. Followed by a 320 mile drive home 😴

Wow. Just wow. And to see this playing out on stage whilst the newsreels of current events were playing in our minds! A very strong performance from every single actor, and I am so glad I made the 300 mile journey. A huge thank you to Roger Allam for signing my 1987 MfM programme, it means a lot.

Right! I have found something I need in the Longleat archives. However, I am not an “established scholar” or a “serious researcher with a letter of introduction”. Anyone with experience of asking them nicely? Or visiting at some point and will accept monies/cake/wine/eternal gratitude?

Why is the internet trying to tell me that the phrase “stark staring mad” was first used by Dryden in 1693? What naughty source has been corrupted to create this myth?

The moment you see an Isabella that absolutely moves you - Juliet Aubrey, 1994 (David Thacker). A truly transcendent performance. This recording was so hard to track down though!