After the Bangladesh award ceremony Lindsay picked me up and we went to the Minet Library, round the corner from where we live, for a poetry reading linked to an appeal not to close the library as the local authority proposes, as part of the cuts. I read T S Eliot's The Boston Evening Transcript; Christian Morgenstern Das Grosse Lalula, and John Donne's Aire and Angels.
However many signatories they get on the appeal I'm afraid the Library will be closed, and the local archives will be moved somewhere else. Equally I'm sure that if there was the political will, Lambeth could find savings bigger than this closure will achieve from another part of the Council's budget, that would be less damaging to local cohesion and identity.
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