27th April 2012 Friday
Our house is full of books. Books in nearly every room. As we are taking three boxes of my father’s books to Book-Cycle in Exeter I suggest that we take some of ours - well my husband’s anyway, as he won’t be reading them again. I pick out one book at a time, read out the title, the author. He shakes his head and puts it on the pile on the floor. He doesn’t recognise any of them.
‘Did I really read this?’ he says, flicking through a fat volume of Robertson Davis’s Cornish Trilogy.
‘Yes. But not every book on this shelf,’ I say.
But most of them. All that history and politics and psychology and fiction fantasy and thrillers.
‘Oh, this was your acting Bible,’ I say. A book called ‘Impro’ by Keith Johnson about Improvisation and Method Acting.
‘The name is familiar,’ he says. ‘What do you mean, my Bible?’
So now I know more about my husband’s past than he does. Even the bits when I wasn’t there.
Book-Cycle does a wonderful job - it’s a charity that sends thousands of books to children around the world and plants trees and promotes seed banks and provides performance and art exhibition space.
I’m glad my father’s Bibles - and my husband’s - are going to new homes.
You can find them at www.book-cycle.org
Your books did indeed find loving homes! thanks for thinking of us,
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That's so great to know - thanks Ant, and thanks for reading my blog.
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