The joy of real books

Today the removal company man came round to ‘assess the damage’.

He took it all in his stride as he peered into the garden sheds, opened the door to the summer house – and by summer house I mean large shed crammed with even more stuff – and bravely stuck his head up into the loft. His only real comment was ‘You’ve got a few books, I see’.

As I start to prepare for the move it really is dawning on me just how many books we’ve managed to get into this house. And yes, a huge proportion of these are children’s books! But in the last 24 hours I’ve had two more examples of why this just makes me so glad.

The first was when my husband whispered in the car, “It’s on its way!”

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