I have always been a voracious reader, but these days it has been a pleasurable obsessive escape. Alan Bennett downstairs, F.Scott Fitzgerald upstairs, Virginia Woolfe on the stairs.
I have a book pile in the loungeroom, teetering, begging for my eyes.
Just went to the library and got some more books out.
And on the weekend I was lent one.
Hm, going to do some heavy reading as soon as this show us up. Can't wait to get in there, I am ready for it.
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