I have been a bookworm for as long as I can remember.
I am the sort of person who will actually read the cereal packet if there is nothing else to read and it is very rare for me to leave the house without a book in my bag. Even if I know I won’t get a chance to read, I hate the idea of being caught without a book.
I can’t remember the first book I read by myself but I do vividly remember my first Famous Five book. We went camping when I was seven and my parents gave me an omnibus edition of the first three books. I guzzled it down and finished it within a day. I haven’t really looked back since.
In fact, a lot of my fondest memories involve books. When I was thirteen we studied Great Expectations at school but, as often happened in our English class, we only really read a few chapters. I borrowed a copy from the school library and finished it over the summer, mostly sat on a raft with my feet in the stream. That book happened to be the Everyman edition and now whenever I see one of their books I am transported straight back to that summer.
Books have always been a very important part of my life and I love to share them. Welcome to my bookish corner of the world.