Book porn under the cut.
Granted, two are library books. But six aren't and what I *really* need is to have to find space for six more books on my already very crowded book shelves. (Not helped by my eldest daughter returning a boxfull on Saturday either...)
So... two library books and three 'three for two' books from Waterstones:
The two library books are, Climbing the Mango Trees by Madhur Jaffrey, the TV chef who specialises in Indian cuisine. I saw this one on Tara's blog having not previously known about it; was really pleased to find my library had a copy. And Anything Goes, John Barrowman's autobiography which I believe he wrote with his sister. As many will know, I'm a bit of a fan of this American/Scottish actor, famous in this country for Torchwood, Dr. Who and also as a singer in stage musicals. Cue completely superfluous pic of John Barrowman...
*cough cough* (Throat's a bit dry...)
The Waterstones' haul started with Men of the Otherworld by Kelley Armstrong, which I saw blogged about very recently but can't now remember whose blog it was. Sorry. I knew I had to have it though and grabbed it fast when I saw it. On the same shelf was Mister B. Gone by Clive Barker, which has intrigued me for quite a while, so I nabbed that too. So then I was faced with finding another book to take advantage of the three for two offer and I found I am a Cat by Soseki Natsume. I've never read anything by anyone Japanese and this classic 'cat' book looks like an excellent place to start.
So after the library and Waterstones the next stop - obviously - is the Oxfam charity shop... it is, after all, on the way home!
There I found a Persephone - Minnie's Room by Mollie Panter-Downes. I've read it, of course, but don't own it, and as it was undoubtedly one of the best short story anthologies I've ever read, there was no way I was leaving it on the shelf. I never leave Daphne du Maurier anthologies behind either and The Man Who was Thursday came home with me because G.K. Chesterton's Father Brown stories are brilliant and I'm wondering if his novels are as good.
So, there you go. Ample proof that I should never be allowed out on my own.
Ooops. That snuck in there while I wasn't looking too...