Before I forget...

In the old day, when I'd treat myself to hours grazing and craving and deliberating in a bookshop, I'd find eventually find myself at the till hours later, with an armful of 'must read's.

Nowadays, I manage to talk myself down to a more 'sensible'* number of books and have taken to photographing the ones I find particularly hard to walk away from.

I thought I'd share the latest here.




* age and sensibility seem to stagger along hand in hand. I've yet to come to terms with this. There's a reason why 'sensibilty' and 'senility' share so many letters. I fear this will grow more apparent at the years (and books) go by...
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