In which our Brave Librarian liberates Paris...maybe

So it's been a triumphant week in the Barracks. I finally managed to evacuate the whole  Platoon of Ancient Ledgers from their unsatisfactory accommodation at the back of my Luxury Office Suite (aka the Broom-cupboard which may - or may not - be shortly transformed into a disabled toilet). This feat was achieved mainly thanks to a Kosovo-Albanian regiment - aka - The Maintenance Team who moaned constantly, despite my attempts to distract them with the music of a popular brass band from their homeland:

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Anyway, the old boys look very happy in their new home and the Luxury Office Suite was temporarily uncluttered. It felt like the Liberation of Paris - give or take a few French people - and I am finally able to breathe the fresh air of...mouse droppings and carpet moth residue. No matter that it's a poky office - it's my office to fill with whatever regiments I choose in my Grand Design of making the Library look....well - more like a Library really.

Meanwhile my quest to make sense of the archive continues and while some members looked more than a little frayed at the edges, most are happy to be filed away, and gave their Name  Rank and Serial Number without any need for interrogation or subterfuge. The only notable exception was a splendid series of photograph albums from a mysterious character who does not appear on any of the Membership Records. I may have to call my friends at MI5 to assist on this one.


Back in the Indies, Maj Gordon Gin-soaked of the eponymous Highland Regiment reappeared after a few weeks break, exuding a faint whiff of battlefield action. He was, it turns out, so delighted with my Cricket-related display of Books and other Artefacts,  that he had to take a few weeks of to drink Gin and declare war on a small battalion of ants who had invaded his bathroom (hence the battlefield whiff).

Next week I shall continue my efforts to liberate legions of oppressed ledgers from bondage (though, bearing in mind the fact that they are mainly comprised of elderly English Gents, that may not be wise, or even desirable)

Until next time....