I love seeing my books in library. I like it even more that people are taking them out. But I really, really love those plastic dust-covers!

Transports me to my childhood when I walked to the village library, kicking through leaves (was it always autumn?) with the prospect of taking out eight library books, laden with the Gollancz yellow-cover thrillers and mysteries I was returning – kept safe from my grubby hands in their thick plastic dust-covers – and weekends buried in the imaginations of Arthur C Clarke, John Wyndham, Victor Appleton (second series including Tom Swift and His Atomic Earth Blaster), Dell Shannon (the writer not the singer, Del)), and the wonderful Ray Bradbury.

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