Lincolnshire Library Service has gone mad! We used to have a mobile library visit us for fifteen minutes every other Friday which was very useful when it came to collecting light reading. Nobody has ever pretended that these buses could carry sufficient stock for serious (or even frivilous) research, but for an armful of light reads they are excellent. Moreover, the staff, knowing the limited user time, would renew books automatically when one didn't turn up.

Now all has changed: the mobile (note that word 'mobile') library is now parked in the centre of Caistor or Keelby for hours on end within yards of the permanent library, the hours of which have been reduced so that the people who use it on a regular basis for internet access, research etc. are being deprived, and much to the annoyance of shoppers who find their parking spaces occupied by a ruddy great bus!

Nobody is happy, and the librarians themselves are up in arms about it.

I like a nice bit of light fiction. I took our Swallow Bookworms' selection, Hawksmoor by Peter Ackroyd on holiday with me, but, after starting it three times, gave up on it as too irritating to bother with. I was not alone - only Sue Watson managed to finish it, and that with a struggle to retain interest to the end.

I also took one of my Christmas books which I had been saving for when I had some time for light reading not in bed or on the loo, because light reading this particular book ain't! Don't make any mistake, I am really enjoying the letters between the Mitford sisters, but physically it is a very heavy book which needs to be read at a table.

I also have a 'manuscript' of a friend's book to read, but am only managing it in dribs and drabs on the computer screen. Maybe I should print it off to read more comfortably, and maybe even ask permission to pass it round the bookworms.

So, I have just reread two Brother Cadfaels and am now rereading Busman's Honeymoon - all paperbacks, all at bedtime.