Traitor...

Dear books,
I am so sorry.
Yours sincerely,
Me.

Due to the seemingly never ending renovation work I'm trying to do at my flat (ten years now - ten long years), all my books are presently in storage. I wanted to read a book yesterday to take mind off the extra hassle of the broken ceiling, but I couldn't.

I am now reading 'Radio Head' by John Osborne after hearing his abridged Edinburgh Fringe stand-up show broadcast on Radio 4 a wee while ago.

I'd rather be reading the actual book, but this electronic magickery ain't as bad as I thought it might be.