Books, Books, Books

It's not my fault this time.

We added two more books to our groaning bookshelves today. We were on our way out of the local hospital when Mr.R drifted towards the 'Friends of the hospital' bookshop to 'browse'. Five minutes later, he picked up one book and I couldn't resist another. It's all for a good cause, after all, we consoled ourselves.

It's a disease, I tell you.

The library fortunately, did not have anything new and exciting on sale, so we ended up borrowing a few books that will (phew!) be returned soon.

We gave away eight books yesterday for the May Fayre organised by the Church. I guess we need six more to make up the loss...