Books-ing Day!

The presents are all waiting to be found shelf and cupboard space, having shed their wrappings in the recycling bag; the leftovers are in the fridge, just about, so long as you open the door carefully, they'll stay put. The guests have left and everyone is back in their own homes. 

Which can only mean one thing. 

My annual week-long read-a-thon can begin! 

And in honour of that, I unilaterally renamed Boxing Day. It shall henceforth be known as Books-ing Day instead.