I am still completely amazed even today – 2 days after it happened. I was in a warm and friendly pub in the safe and familiar streets of Soho on Friday evening with a friend I haven’t seen in a while, deep in conversation and completely unaware of the hideous incident occurring under my own nose when some utterly despicable person stole my book from the table, my book, my copy of Brave New World by Aldous Huxley – who in hell steals a book. What has society come to when someone steals a book from you?.

I feel I should report this to the police before some others fall foul to this menace!