Gone mad in the library

Went to the library today with the express purpose of returning four graphic novels (including a volume of Neil Gaiman’s excellent Sandman series) and renewing two crime titles that had caught my eye.

Came back with a total of nine books. Ranging from something obscure by Charlotte Bronte to a Tomb Raider graphic novel. That’s eclectic taste for you. One of the nine books was a tale of wartime derring-do, of the kind men seem to like, for Mr Random. Here are the other eight:

Well, that’s going to put a serious kink in my reading plans for April, isn’t it? A lot of these European crime novels have turned up in the wilderness of outer London as a result of this initiative: London Libraries: Passport to Murder.

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