Nikhil Bailey’s debut crossword in the NYT today is such fun. Class has finished for the term and I’m doing archival work and am away from my routines, so I was in a different space and able to think my way through its charms. I doubt I’d have finished this one at home. The chance to get the feel of a setter’s sensibility and wit and approach in a good crossword like this one gives it a sense of wholeness and form. A little bit like the charm of a good poem! Lovely.
