Goodbye, old friends

I need space for my growing collection of philosophy books. There is no way I will play chess again, and I've found a new home for my chess books. Now I want to find one for my computer books, because I haven't got the time or the interest any more. There may be some more, older, ones up in the loft, but I've not been to look. There is only one I'm keeping, the one on OpenOffice, because I use it heavily and having a reference book will probably be handy.

Books are like friends, and it's sad to part with them, but there just isn't the space in my tiny study.

I remember when I bought most of them - for example the XHTML book, the big thick one, was bought when I was kindly invited by friends for Christmas when my marriage had come to an end and I thought the world was coming to an end too. The book fired an interest and was a big help in getting my feet back on the ground. Then on the left of that shelf there is one that contributed to my study of server-side issues in web development when I was doing an Open University course. At more or less the same time dear old Laddie came to live with us and was such a big time sink that the course fell by the wayside.

All the VBA books were to do with work, and while I enjoyed automating processes and passing on the skills to others those days are happily long behind me. I'm now happy in the shadow of an academic world I passed by when an opportunity first arose, and studying the Hellenistic philosophy schools, refreshing my long-forgotten Greek, whilst addressing some of the questions about life that first bothered me in my teens.