The best thing about driving home Sunday night was that for half an hour or so, between Madisonville and Bryan, I caught part of a radio production of Prince Caspian. It was utterly delightful, and whoever did it, I want all seven books on CD. I suspect it was a BBC thing, given the quality. (Ever notice that the quality of BBC radio is inversely proportional to that of BBC TV?) Since the radio station never broke in for an identification, I have no idea if it was NPR or some local thing…. and that means I can’t call them up and ask them what that was.
I want them…. and I want them by Thursday, when I have to make a really long drive. Time to start looking around town.