The delightful problem of a good book is that I can’t put it down. I have read 5 such books since we’ve been settled in our flat. Two weeks tomorrow and one MONTH in London!! Time’s flying! I find I read constantly while out and about – even (and especially) at home.
Herein lies the second problem: nothing to read on the tube/ bus. I have seriously started out my day, realized I have nothing to read because I’ve finished my recent read, stopped into a bookshop on the way to the tube, only to repeat the process two days later.
A delightful problem indeed. However, not sure my sweet, caring, handsome hubs appreciates me buying several books every few days, what with both of us on the verge of purchasing many heavy books of the graduate degree persuasion… Perhaps these minor buys – like my lunches out – will remain a mystery to him. Yes, he reads my blog…!