We went a walk, to talk through options. We enjoyed the spring flowers and sunshine. We popped into the bookshop to collect the book “Today a Woman Went Mad in the Supermarket” by Hilma Wolitzer, that I had ordered. On the back of the highly recommended book it said, “Wolitzer insists, in one gorgeous sentence after a nother, that there is no such thing as a usual hour, let alone a usual day” and already I like it, that has felt true all the time on Bartimaeus so far and is certainly true of today. There is nothing as constant as change.