I’m visiting my Nan this weekend who is both a lovely grandmother and a great friend. She is kindly storing some of my things for me while I’m in a smaller living space including all my ‘read’ books. Here are some pics of my beloved books including my favourite penguin classics and a 1955 copy of 1984 which I’m retrieving to re-read for my next book group.
My Nan is also a book lover and has given my a couple of lovely John Buchans to put on my endless TBR.
Can you spot any of your favourite books in my jumbled up collection? Does anyone else have an unhealthy obsession with battered penguin classics?