When I think of libraries or look at my own collection of books, I wonder how many have actually been read?
I could spend all day in a library, trawling through the rows of books. I remember going to a beautiful book shop in Alnwick last year.
There are so many books I’d like to read, but there is also too much choice.
I’ve read some brilliant books and want to read them again. But is there time?
Are there books you’ve read twice? If so, why?
Are there books on your shelf that you’ve never read? If so, why?