Airports are very dangerous places for the book obsessed.

I have come to realise that, as a book junkie, the worst thing I can do is arrive early to an airport. Either I over indulge in coffee and other assorted goodies, or I spend a ridiculous amount of time perusing the shelves of the bookshop or Amazon kindle store.

With an already seemingly insurmountable pile of books on my tbr list, I have found myself not only buying another but putting a number on my wish list. Frequent flights to Dublin and Scotland are not helping my addiction at all.

I shall now step away from the bookshop. Roll on next week when I will have limited internet connection and shall revert to finally reading rather than buying books.