People who write in library books deserve to be stabbed with their pencils. On the other hand, while it makes reading the original much harder, a certain kind of annotation is guaranteed to add comic relief to the driest of academic prose.
And indeed, Dutch translations of tricky idiomatic phrases such as “a preliminary stab at” [...]
I roll myself up in the top sheet. She rolls herself up in the duvet. When we wake up, each accuses the other of stealing bedding.
I had a close encounter with rockstardom last night. A bloke from De Dijk (keyboardist, according to Nikos) was at Dionysos where I went for an after-dinner dinner, and it turns out he plays baglama and bouzouki also. Hellenophiles get everywhere, it seems…