Tomorrow, I am waking up before 6am and taking a channel train from Paris to Leicester (and back) to visit an archive and look at the 19th century files of a company whose work eventually led to Gorton the font.
I have no idea how likely it is they will have *anything*! But I can take photos of whatever I find. I’m more than mildly excited.
Then, staying up all night and fretting about the U.S. election.