We went armed with a beautiful bag and Matt filled it to the brim with books. We found one that was like Saul Lighter, but wasn't, but was still epically good.
We also popped into a comic book store and picked up a tiny Trump soap, to wash the tiny Trump hand that Matt got the other day.
Matt’s leg is still dodgy, but we did walk quite a way, probably more than the day before.
The only thing for it was to soak the leg in alcohol, so we did - Matt picked his leg in Whisky, I pickled mine in Strawberry Tequila. A good night was had by all.