So, you know, not normally one for getting involved in the XP angst. It probably explains why I'm so bad at getting involved in the angst is that my reaction to today's news is "where the heck did he get the TIME
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Well the problem is that I've had to move the books twice in a year. And they're not just mine - when dad died last year, I inherited his and mum's as well and our whole family were BIG readers. So I trundled them all down from Sydney in October last year (took several trips and a 4WD stacked to the brim each time), finally got them out of boxes and onto bookshelves around May/June this year and now they're going back into boxes again!
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If I do become a homeowner, I am idly considering an old Victorian factory in the area which has floors that can handle books.
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That's when you have too many books.
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And there is no such thing as too many books but there is a such a thing as not enough room (bookshelves, that is).
And have you found another place yet or are you still looking?
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I'm sending round an e-mail from work tomorrow with links to the place, so you can all ogle :)
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