Thursday 21 August 2014

49 - What do we know of congeniality bias?

Leporello Swinson has been waiting at Hereford railway station since eight o’clock. Gwendolyn is due to arrive at nine, but the Paddington train has been delayed. He sits in Starbucks reading. A tall woman, with an attractive, dark and deeply wrinkled face wanders past him. He recognises her, but has no idea where from. She goes to the counter and orders a macchiato, then wanders around looking for somewhere to sit. Leporello smiles and nods when she approaches, and she sits down opposite him. She takes a jotter from her bag and starts scribbling. He looks down at his book, and sees her photograph. She is the poet Carmel Weinz.

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