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I arrived, already somewhat exhausted, at Heathrow airport at 6:30 a.m. on July 29. I took the train into London, checked my luggage at Euston Station, and went for a walk.
- I sat in Euston Station for a bit, enjoying the crowd.
- Consulting my map in Euston Station, I realized I was close to Gower Street, where I'd spent so much time as a post-graduate student at University College, University of London. So I went for a walk to see the place.
- The Senate House is the seat of administration of the university, and the library. I was interested to see that the building was put up in the 1930s by a man named Charles Holden.
- One of my favourite places to work was the Institute of Historical Research, on the ground floor underneath the Senate House.
- A window at the Institute for Historical Research: just imagine me studying at that desk.
- Gates at the British Museum, which had just opened for the morning.
- The garden in front of the British Museum.
- The interior of the British Museum: nothing like it used to be, but still fascinating. They had a statue of Amenhotep IV and a base of a column from Perselopis. This was enough to excite me at 9 in the morning.
- At the back of the University College buildings, I used to study paleography and historiography in a tiny room in a Victorian house, accessed through a narrow back lane and up a set of stairs. Gone now. Instead I foundnd this new building - well-lit, new, easier to find, better for the students, I'm sure - but I felt a pang of disappointment. I liked my old classroom better.