Old books

I’m slowly working my way through the boxes that have come from the loft. Most of them are boxes of books – I have always been a bit of a bookworm. Some of them are books I must have only read once – I can barely remember much about the plot and even reading the back cover doesn’t really jog the memory. These ones go straight into the charity shop box. There are so many though that I remember reading over and over again – the books that I loved and these are the ones I can’t quite bring myself to part with.