‘I didn’t know it was your birthday,’ said the Resident IT Consultant as he handed me the post. It wasn’t, but the envelope had the looks of card about it. I couldn’t even think that there was a reason for a thank you card.
But it seems there was. It was from the same young lady who sent me such a beautiful witch portrait some time ago.
I’m grateful to her, because she reads. She’s also a little difficult, because to my conservative mind she reads too early, by which I mean she’s up for books before I’m ready to think of them.
This is obviously a good thing, and I’m pleased that a little bit of my surplus is finding a willing and able reader. It makes me want to push evermore books at her, but at a distance this can be hard. You never know what will be right.
And I don’t want to push books too soon. Although, now that I think about some of them, they are not ones I will part with. I can only suggest that this reader’s adults finds them for her. But surely it will be a few years at least?