I hate the Monday after term finishes, with a vengeance. The last week of term is especially busy with students bringing their books back, and this continues over the weekend when we're not there to check the books back in. I was first in today, at 8am, and could barely see the library. As you can see above.
Two hours later, I had finally checked everything in, and with the help of my library assistant and trainee carried everything to the right floor (we have 3 floors, and no lift!)...the other librarian was sensibly at a hospital appointment. I've spent the rest of the day trying to persuade the other students to bring their books back, and then sorting out the annual consignment of journals to be bound, most of which were missing. I am absolutely shattered by carrying books around and doing things to them.
So sometimes one can have too many books. But not Persephones. I'm still waiting for my last one!
I love books, baking and my boyfriend, and love to write about the first two. I particular love "forgotten" books, books brought out of obscurity by republication and those still languishing in obscurity. I'm currently reading my way through all of the Virago Modern Classics, but taking in other books along the way.