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How books turn the page on my lockdown misery

Roslyn Dee


 

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It's in the late afternoons that the peace descends. A peace that, without realising it, I had somehow lost along the way. In truth, not lost so much as abandoned, that once beautiful sound of reading in silence replaced by the clamour and click of technology. Checking emails. Surfing travel sites for flight prices or villa rentals or hotel bargains.

Checking emails again. Moving like a flibbertigibbet from site to site - dresses, dog toys, theatre tickets.

Then back for another look at that lovely villa in Mallorca or that oh-so-chic hotel in Sarajevo, my current must-get-to destination. Some day. Over the rainbow.