There was a package for me from Amazon. I asked my husband, if he had send me a Christmas present. It was not him. Two days later I got a lovely letter from a friend. She had send it. I am taking Haruki Murakamis Colourless Tsukuru Tazaki on my trip tomorrow. I bought Fiona MacCarthys William Morris book for myself as a Christmas present. If only I could put it down, so I get everything done today.
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