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Inspired by goldmourn's tantalising bookshelf photos (tantalising because bookshelf photos make you want to reach through the screen and check out those volumes!), I thought it was about time I posted a few of my own.

A small sample of David's Tolkien library (and a few other things - including my currently-neglected Alchemy book and journal. This stuff is too abstruse to be encountered in a condition of porridge-brain!).

This is a household of accepted extremes. Shelf above: some of David's mythology, folklore and faerytale books. Bottom shelf: wildlife/natural history/popular science... and some magic, for good measure.

These are some of my history books. There are a couple of gaps because the Popes book and the Renaissance fashion book are upstairs.

From the Arabian Nights to the Perfumed Garden, via several other bedtime stories.

All of the above are in a rickety DIY collapsible bookcase that apparently used to be in my Dad's bedroom. It slots together precariously and without books on it would lean to one side and fall over. >.< I keep saying "We could replace this with something proper" but I haven't the heart to. It's been from place to place with me and I rather love the thought that its bare exoskeleton must be fleshed out with books in order for it to stand tall. This is so like a mind, n'est-ce pas?! ;-)

Sitting on top of one of the second-hand bookcases that I bought soon after we moved here, members of our menagerie. From left to right: Major Tom the Tardigrade (he is sitting on some recent incoming mail), Barney the Bear from Barnstaple, Stuart the Stegosaurus, the Den-Den (he's an Elephant) and Pudding the Tiger Cub.

Here's the actual bookcase. I bought three of this size: one of the others is just visible in the right of this picture (these two sit flush against one another). The third is upstairs. This one has sliding glass doors on each layer; the others have glass in the top two layers and wood veneer sliding doors in the bottom. ...All are full, as is the other big pine bookcase upstairs. At some point we must acquire more bookshelves, because there will always be more books (this is an inevitability).

Finally, not bookshelf-related, but certainly home-and-hearth related, here is a funny little fellow and his painted pebble pal. This was the strange Gnome-Face (and his pet) that we found when we moved into our old house. We decided that they represented the domestic spirits that must be appeased in order to prosper in that place. We would have left them there when we moved, but when we found out that the new owners of our old place were going to rent it out, we feared they might just throw Gnome-Face and Pebble away... so we brought them here. I'm not sure whether they've settled in quite yet (at least, Pebble doesn't seem to mind where he sits, but Gnome-Face is rather set in his ways...).

Incidentally, I signed up to Flickr to share these photos. This proved an interesting experience. Because I already had a Yahoo account it decided to use various details from that - with the result that the url for the account contained... my maiden name (?!). Obviously I didn't want that displaying to everyone and their dog, but there seemed to be no option to amend this. Of course I changed the details on my account several years ago, so I have no idea why it wanted to preserve my pre-marital ID - and it also dredged up an old profile photo that I was sure I'd deleted. So I ditched that and made a fresh account, in which I have only put the minimum of identifying info.

It surpised me, when signing up, to be compelled to pick one of two genders and disclose my date of birth. (Before anyone spots my habitual hypocrisy: it's all very well to decide, for whimsical reasons, that a stuffed elephant or stegosaurus is a boy, but live people is different, innit?!) Why they need to know this information is unclear - it doesn't even help with targeted advertising, because there is too much variation in how people express that stuff to make the label communicative of anything, even if everyone agrees what the correct label is! Well, for the purposes of Flickr I'm being a 126-year-old man, because mischief. >.<

Let's finish with a blurry photo of our Christmas tree. What a beauty! I've been under the weather for almost a week (I caught The Cold that's been doing the rounds... which is weird, because I NEVER catch germs. I think it's (a) a particularly horrid disease and (b) I'm stressed, which makes one susceptible!). That meant that David had to go out alone on Sunday to fetch the tree home. He walked to the garden centre and carried the tree back (a couple of miles). He is wonderful that way! :-)

Tomorrow we are travelling to London to see Sparks in concert at the Barbican. I also want to see the Gothic exhibition at the British Library and take David to Fortnum & Mason (mostly to say "Ooh!" at shiny things, and smell the tea!). After that there is in-law visiting, then Christmas. I hope sometime soon to be able to stop and rest and breathe; and I wish the same to you.


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Dec. 19th, 2014 04:14 am (UTC)
Love your taste in books. I would be happy to have them on my shelves as well. They all seem of interest to me. I always pause when asked for my gender or age online as well. If there's an other I usually pick it and set my birthday to Halloween.
Jan. 7th, 2015 06:36 pm (UTC)
Thank you, I always like seeing your shelves too for the same reason!

Haha, that's a good idea, picking Hallowe'en! :-)
Jan. 8th, 2015 02:02 am (UTC)
I'm not sure if you heard this a week or so ago on BBC 4 radio?


Lucy Worsley talking about her teenage journals ; )
Jan. 21st, 2015 07:56 pm (UTC)
Ah, I managed to miss this - oh well!

Apparently Ms Worsley is coming to give a public talk at the university here, but of course it's totally sold out!!
Jan. 21st, 2015 07:58 pm (UTC)
It was fun to listen to. Sounds like she had a rough time growing up, always being the odd one out. I think that's part of what makes me love her so much though. I'm always more attracted to the strange than popular.
Dec. 19th, 2014 06:09 pm (UTC)
Books & magic & Christmas tree & oh so many good things!

(I love the magic books!)
Jan. 7th, 2015 06:37 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :-)
Dec. 19th, 2014 09:41 pm (UTC)
I love old books, it appears you have a fair few of those :) That Marvels of the Universe book and A Century of Creepy Stories look particularly interesting!

Sorry to hear you caught The Cold, I think I'm coming down with it too.
Jan. 7th, 2015 06:41 pm (UTC)
Yes indeed, hooray for old books. :-) My Dad used to be an antiquarian bookseller, so I think it may be hereditary! 'Marvels of the Universe' is great, it's an early 20th C. popular science book. Most of the info seems accurate enough (as far as my inexpertise allows me to know this) and is expressed in much nicer language than the modern type! Great illustrations, too. :-)

Ugh, The Cold... I feel like the whole world caught it! :-( Mostly Better Now...
Jan. 3rd, 2015 03:22 am (UTC)
Happy Year Fifteen! How was the change of years? I hope everything was lovely for you.
Jan. 7th, 2015 06:54 pm (UTC)
Thank you, it was ok, I think... for once I was awake at the vital moment! I hope it was at least ok for you too!
Jan. 8th, 2015 02:24 am (UTC)
Yes, thank you! It was a quiet but lovely night. Any big plans for the new year?
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