Wednesday has become our F.A.V.O.U.R.I.T.E day of the week.
For Malcolm, it is the day that he gets to meet his favourite librarians, flaunt his language skill, listen to loads of stories, sing and forget about parlez français.
For me, I get an hour of pure bookish time, burying myself in books. Worn, torn, tattered, out of published. I have a fetish for old books and I can’t be happier when I get to bring back these really old books, totally FOC from the free book section. It is like hitting the jackpot, discovering the richest shipwreck!
And each time I seem to lug back more than I could finish. Simultaneously juggling 4 books at a time ?!
I am anxious, I am eager, I am thrilled and I am afraid that a lifetime is not going to be enough.
Hi! Interesting blog u have here.
just dropped by & it has been fun reading about life in Paris!
Rachel : Thanks Ed for dropping by! see u around
I love reading and the composition for your photo is beautiful.
Off topic; I am moving to a new place as in condo not website. Heh. And as for the camera that I was using – it was my dSLR.
Rachel : oh! happy moving! thanks for the camera tips
Hey, I like your blog too. Will add u in my bloglist as well
Rachel : hey Tin welcome! and thanks for adding
Rachel, what is ‘parlez français’?
Rachel : hey angeline, it means ‘speak french’
I love going to the library too. I love the smell and the sight of so many wonders within the shelves.
Good that Malcolm loves it too. That is half the battle when he has to study harder ya!