But how am I to resist when the English library in my Hometown decided to do a big spring second hand book sale just the weekend before I left for Berlin (where I am now, by the way, more about this later), I just had to fill my bag pack with them, really. Travelling light is overrated, I tell you. I went in and found (for a bargain price – one more reason I couldn’t resist, what usually keeps me from buying too many books in Switzerland is their ridiculous price, so when they are that cheap, nothing stands in the way anymore) :
– Deaf sentence, by David Lodge (the only Lodge they had, which coincidentally is one of the few I haven’t read yet, that’s predestination for you or I wasn’t raised in the birth place of Calvinist protestantism)
– On Chesil beach, by Ian McEwan. Which is a test, as I didn’t enjoy Atonement that much, and wouldn’t have bought an other McEwan at a full price, but for 1 Swiss franc, you can allow for second chances to happen.
– Charles lamb’s Essays for Elia
– Kate Mosse’s Labyrinth (Because I read “the taxidermist daughter”, a few months ago, and really enjoyed the atmosphere and her writing, so I am really looking forward to this)
And(left on my piano who in the present reduced circumstances (in terms of book space) is forced to shadow as a bookshelf)
-That edition of Vile bodies, all black and gold, and shiny, and,… well, maybe I’m a superfictial bright young thing
The other books decorating this bed table in the room I’m renting are books I received and took with me to Berlin, so that they may travel a bit too (it is only fair). Safe to say a couple of bookish weeks are coming!