The Web Is a Small Place
I have been reading Pepy’s diaries (on and off admittedly and between bouts of reading Stephenson’s Baroque Cycle trilogy) since I stumbled across it one bored afternoon at work in Sydney for nearly two years now and today I happened to be looking at friend’s blog (who now works with me in London), following a few links to other sites and to my absolute surprise it turns out that the man behind Pepy’s diaries is none other than her boyfriend. The world is such a small place sometimes.