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dubdobdeei have been in PORTO with my pal T, then shropshire with my niece t (and plus her parents)
I will write up Porto when I'm less sleepy, but for now just to say I was this weekend mainly sorting out mum and dad's books with a view to getting rid of quite a lot of them -- a task at once melancholy and difficult, since 99% of them of course remind me of mum or dad, or their mums and dads, and all manner of fleeting enthusiasms right back to the 1920s, and i am intensely attracted to the half-forgotten projects of others, and inclined to adopt them as my own... i even found my dad's mum's dad's hand-written college lecture notes, dated 1896
I brought several bags of books to London with me, plus a bookcase to house them. Installing that just now I found that one of its adjustable shelf pegs had vanished long ago, and had been replaced by a pencil stub, with a strip of paper wrapped round one end so that it fits snugly into the correct hole: I'm guessing the original peg fell out when we were moving house, maybe 35 years old, or even 50-odd, depending which move. And that made me sad too, wondering if it was mum's or dad's short-term make-do solution...
I will write up Porto when I'm less sleepy, but for now just to say I was this weekend mainly sorting out mum and dad's books with a view to getting rid of quite a lot of them -- a task at once melancholy and difficult, since 99% of them of course remind me of mum or dad, or their mums and dads, and all manner of fleeting enthusiasms right back to the 1920s, and i am intensely attracted to the half-forgotten projects of others, and inclined to adopt them as my own... i even found my dad's mum's dad's hand-written college lecture notes, dated 1896
I brought several bags of books to London with me, plus a bookcase to house them. Installing that just now I found that one of its adjustable shelf pegs had vanished long ago, and had been replaced by a pencil stub, with a strip of paper wrapped round one end so that it fits snugly into the correct hole: I'm guessing the original peg fell out when we were moving house, maybe 35 years old, or even 50-odd, depending which move. And that made me sad too, wondering if it was mum's or dad's short-term make-do solution...
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Date: 2011-04-26 07:03 pm (UTC)I'd say about a fifth of the books there were mine originally anyway, mostly potentially fascinating stuff, for college courses, that I never got around to reading.