Fragile history

The pre-deadline chaos done, the other half of the world called: Independence Day's damp summer weather gave way to Cheshire's damp summer weather while I squeezed in a spot of R&R, but I'm now back at work - in the depths of an archive, surrounded by obscure and fragile records of the past. So much material, all fascinating. I may never leave.

Researching Europe's fraught past in a deeply divided Britain: feels like there's a timely truth in that.