As a bit of January housekeeping, I decided to work out which of the books I own I have actually read. Turns out I have 138 books in my flat, but have only read 41 of them!
My unfailingly wise daughter suggested I curb my addiction. So, I am banned from buying any new books until I’ve read the ones I own. After all, she pointed out, she has read almost every book on her shelf multiple times.
It’s actually a great idea, and an exciting one. Going through my shelves I was remembering the excitement I felt first seeing these books (up to 10 years ago!) and now I’ll finally get to actually read them!
Here’s virtual version of my mini-library, for the curious…