Reflections and memories from my bookshelves by Mandy Honeyman

I realize (realise) that if I return to England from our adventures in the US, I should not, must not, cannot take my books with me, again. I have eighty-eight feet of books; a collection created over the last forty years or so and some absorbed from my parent's library when they died. I want to remember each book, I want to be able to reflect on them so this will become somewhere I can return to even if they are no longer with me as objects.