No shortcuts, no cheat books

I apologize to Leo Genn for this screenshot where he looks his absolutely least interesting all movie, but I was just watching Sidney Gilliat's Green for Danger (1946) and would appreciate the input of persons more experienced in vintage Sayers editions than myself as to whether the title tilted over his left shoulder is a four-volume omnibus with an unusual spine or an intertextual in-joke. I took it as the latter—I wouldn't put it past Launder and Gilliat—but the internet is sufficiently full of misinformation that I figured I should double-check. If the former, it probably still counts as an in-joke, just differently.



I have not done much otherwise with the day on account of my body. On the bright side, the oven felt like lighting tonight.