'as I turn the page the line moves...'

 the sun is up the sky is... well a little cloudy. 

horsemouth has clicked a link and a lot of his shady history has been returned to him. (oh dear. oh well). it just means he will have to be very good from now on. 

he's a little headachey. one bottle of beer last night. he's had his coffee, he's had a paracetamol, it's starting to shift. what also helps (aha) is that he has remembered what he was going to write about -  alan bennett on kafka (no don't laugh).

in bennett's writing home there are 22 references to kafka, one of which is an entire chapter (kafka at las vegas - probably written for the LRB, yup 23 july 1987). it all begins in a most bennettian manner from his diaries (20th december 1983, new york);

'I am reading a book on kafka. it  is a library book and someone has marked a passage in the margin with a long, wavering line. I pay the passage special attention without finding it particularly rewarding. as I turn the page the line moves. it is a long dark hair.'

'commentators on kafka tend to enlist him. heller enlists him, holds him up to the rest of the literature class as a good example. how he would have squirmed! canetti does the same, annexes kafka to his own stringency.' 

bennett has his own views (of course). 

in a little bit horsemouth will go downstairs to do his share of the washing up (and drying) from breakfast. light rains and gentle breezes this morning (as usual the best weather goes before horsemouth gets out of the door).  it is raining now as horsemouth tries to work out what to do for the day.