My bedside table (guess who forgot to take a photo until nearly midnight!). It's groaning under the weight of all the books on it, and there are more on the shelves underneath it. Unfortunately I've read them all, and until I get myself organised to buy some more and relegate these to shelves/charity shop/friends, I keep going to bed and being annoyed with myself for having nothing to read. I'm thinking that if I leave it long enough, my husband will get sick of me sighing and moaning about it, and appear with a stack of reading matter for me. Or a book token.
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