I have a dream of reading round the fire with all my book-loving friends, real and virtual. And then sipping wine and talking about books.
I’m writing about my winter reading today, my friends. And writing about not being able to write about my winter reading.
We’re in for a hard winter this year. Not in the old way. Not because the temperature will drop to -30° C. But in a new way because of COVID.
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