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World Book Day.

I suppose a lot of these are what are dismissively termed 'coffee table' books - lots of pictures of beautiful places. We have shelves of them, mostly of places we've visited over the years. Some of the photography inside them is spectacular. Flicking through them now brings a strange mix of nostalgia and sadness: great memories of some of the fabulous places I've been fortunate enough to visit mixed up with the knowledge that I'm unlikely to visit some of them ever again. Sounds depressing written down like that, and it's not meant to be - it's just that there are other places I'd like to visit for the first time...