I have a confession to make. It has been over three years since I have read a book. How do I, a person who has to write a blog to remember what happened yesterday, know this? I only own and read a very select range of books. Bryce Courtenay books to be exact. These books are a tradition gift. A birthday present every year from a person who is very special to me. I know it's been three years since reading my last book because I have a bookmark about one chapter in to the book with the writing in the front "Happy 27th birthday xoxoxo". I'm a little ashamed to admit it. Both for the reason that as a professional I am assumed to be well read. However, apart from emails, blogs and the 400 Facebook status updates I read a day, I am a very uncultured, non-ready type person. And the other reason to be ashamed - these gifts, which I cherish, are just that - gifts. And I should appreciate the thought with atleast one reading of the book... surely?
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