Last night in the Library I was assailed by an army of weevils originating from the British Museum Catalogue of printed books. I admit that the assault was only a technical one in that I was unharmed physically, but the sight of my books being uplifted and transported on the backs of thousands of multipeds and dumped over the edge of my desk was, to say the least, upsetting. I give fair warning then, that starting as of August 4th., I will be arming myself with a can of mace and god help any instigative insect that crosses my path (or desk).

Peterkin Lockwood