- They’re a chance to make use of someone else’s imagination for a little while.
- They smell nice.
- They’re an escape from normality.
- Other people write much more beautiful prose than that which I use for thinking.
- They’re a useful ‘leave me alone’ sign on public transport.
- I can make (semi) informed judgements about other people based on what they’re reading on public transport and then play a game whereby I imagine a name, job and amusing life for them.
- They fit in my handbag. (It’s possible that I only buy handbags big enough to hold a book. Or two.)
- Old favourites never get old.
- They’re a good icebreaker when not used as ‘leave me alone’ signs. It’s all in the tilt.
- They’re links through time to other readers.
- They contain words and images I’d never have thought of.
- Some of them contain poems, some contain plays, some contain fiction and some contain non fiction. Endless possibilities.
- It is pretty much impossible to run out of reading material.
- Films are often disappointing when compared to the book but books are never disappointing when compared to the film.
- Libraries are places where scrunching down into a sofa and not moving for three hours is positively encouraged.
- They make me a better writer.
- They make me a better reader.
- They educate me.
- They inspire me.
- As long as I’ve got one, I’m never bored.
Oh yes. Books galore.