As I have said, I have far too many books. So, I bit the bullet and today a man came and collected twelve boxes of my books. And I would be lying if I said I had culled enough. I ran out of boxes, and the will to continue. Most of the bookcases are still stacked at least two deep. I would like to cull the smaller portion's books because he does not reread. But neither does he relinquish any of them.
Later we had to go into one of the town centres. We both had things we needed to do. The smaller portion suggested we met in QBD bookshop. A big mistake. He was late and by the time he arrived I had bought another four books.
We came home again to be delighted by our avian visitors.
And Jazz. Jewel is ensconced in the wardrobe which he has snouted open for her.
And the garden. Spring has indeed sprung.
PS: I met the lovely Ampersand Duck this week and was thrilled to find that she is as interesting and engaging as her blog. And then was more than chuffed to discover that she liked meeting me too.
Later we had to go into one of the town centres. We both had things we needed to do. The smaller portion suggested we met in QBD bookshop. A big mistake. He was late and by the time he arrived I had bought another four books.
We came home again to be delighted by our avian visitors.
And Jazz. Jewel is ensconced in the wardrobe which he has snouted open for her.
And the garden. Spring has indeed sprung.
PS: I met the lovely Ampersand Duck this week and was thrilled to find that she is as interesting and engaging as her blog. And then was more than chuffed to discover that she liked meeting me too.
