{"id":543,"date":"2006-08-03T20:39:19","date_gmt":"2006-08-03T19:39:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dickonedwards.co.uk\/diary\/index.php\/archive\/going-to-work\/"},"modified":"2006-08-03T22:03:39","modified_gmt":"2006-08-03T21:03:39","slug":"going-to-work","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/archive\/going-to-work\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;That Happy Island In Bloomsbury&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> In an attempt to impose a routine on my chaotic existence and get a steady quota of reading and writing done, I have taken to commuting to libraries every day.  It&#8217;s important that the library hasn&#8217;t got a free wireless Internet service, otherwise I&#8217;d just be idly emailing and web-surfing my days away like I&#8217;ve been doing at home for so long. So the new plan is to get up at about 7 and go straight to the institution of choice, as soon as it opens. I divide the day into periods of &#8216;work&#8217; and breaks. So I now enjoy the discipline of having a job, without the troublesome business of actually having a job. The larger public libraries of London are my office.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m a British Library card holder, but though I enjoy the current St Pancras building (when I have reason to use their collections), I far prefer to sit in its ghost-ridden former venue, the fantastic Reading Room of the British Museum. With its leather book rests and pen-hooks, glorious domed roof, and 99.9% perfect circular structure (4 cm off, I learn), it&#8217;s a fitting working environment for a penniless aesthete. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d also love to use that Groucho Club of libraries, The London Library in Piccadilly; but alas their membership remains beyond my means at \u00a3195 a year. It&#8217;s on my To Do list when I have the money. If I ever have the money. <\/p>\n<p>The BM&#8217;s Reading Room is now the Museum&#8217;s public reference library. Anyone can wander in without registration or membership of any kind and sit down at one of the famous desks. There are rules to observe: be quiet, no eating or drinking, no photography, no mobile phones, don&#8217;t leave your bag unattended. Standard stuff, you&#8217;d have thought. Yet there are one or two absolute idiots who happily make calls on their mobiles here &#8211; without even whispering. Still, the place isn&#8217;t that much louder than the crowded Humanities rooms of the British Library proper. <\/p>\n<p>I do wonder how some people can think a public library is a place to use their mobile phone, and glower to the point of threatening violence when they&#8217;re politely asked to desist. Is there no act more shockingly arrogant and uncaring of one&#8217;s fellow man in the field of modern etiquette? To not switch off your phone as you enter a library just beggars belief. <\/p>\n<p>I did once hear of some kind of technological solution which broadcasts a mobile blocking signal across the building. If such a divine box of tricks exists, it must be installed at every library immediately. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In an attempt to impose a routine on my chaotic existence and get a steady quota of reading and writing done, I have taken to commuting to libraries every day. It&#8217;s important that the library hasn&#8217;t got a free wireless Internet service, otherwise I&#8217;d just be idly emailing and web-surfing my days away like I&#8217;ve [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-543","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/543","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=543"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/543\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=543"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=543"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=543"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}