I suppose its quite a cliché to start a book post with 'I love to read and don't remember a time in which I didn't' no matter how true that cliché is, so I shall start another way...
Old books, those are my favourite. The one's that you need to handle carefully in fear they will fall apart. The one's where you need to blow the layer of dust that has gathered upon it before being able to open the front cover. And of course there's the smell, that glorious smell only old books have. I must admit I'm quite a fan of the oldies. But what I love more than an old forgotten book is when that old book has a handwritten sentiment in it. A lovely moment sealed within the pages.
1. Han's Christian Anderson's Fairy Tales, found in a charity shop in Carlisle.
2. Enid Blyton's The Mountain of Adventure, found in a vintage book shop in Tynemouth.
3. Enid Blyton's The Ship of Adventure, found in a vintage book shop in Tynemouth