I’ve just been into the Oxfam on Smithdown Road for the first time since March and bought four books. Then gone over to sit outside Bean There with a black coffee and a piece of spiced apple cake to look through the books and decide which one I’d read first. And it was while I was deciding this that the thought occurred to me that what used to seem like such a small pleasure now feels like the stuff of life, and not such a small pleasure at all.

I’ve brought the books home now and they’re here beside me on a small table. Displayed on there, and now in this blog post, like a collection of treasured objects, which they are. My first such collection since March. And no small pleasure, no small pleasure at all.

Read more blog posts about books here at ‘A Book in Your Bag’

Published by Ronnie

Writing about life, Liverpool and anything else that interests me. As well as working with others to make the world a fairer and kinder place: http://asenseofplace.com.

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