Anyhoo (yes "anyway" was already taken).

I know Buzz just sent me an email apologising for ignoring me recently (huh? You were? Oh right, yeah, you should feel bad then), but really this is too much. No, really.

Number of books I own:
How I am supposed to know? Am I meant to include those I don't own but which just so happen to be in my room? Yes, I borrow books, and yes, I occasionally forget to give them back (apparently giving someone [back] their own book for a birthday present doesn't quite count as a proper present). Fiction, other, chosen, given, gained, purloined, inherited, childhood, textbooks?

Some.

Last Book Bought:
Art Deco: 1910 - 1939 Edited by Charlotte Benton, Tim Benton and Christine Wood. V&A Publications 2003. Yes, I bought the book to accompany the exhibition. But then I'd got in free on an incorrectly valid student card (Exeter alumni get everywhere). Last book before that was either Mammalogy VIth Edition, Vaughan, Ryan and Czaplewski. Saunders College Publishing 2000. Or Insects and Flowers: The Biology of a Partnership, Friedrich G. Barth translated by M.A.Biederman-Thorson. Princeton University Press 1991.And I've probably got the details of both in proper references format somewhere on this computer. You can tell I borrow books.

Last book read:
The Riddle of the Sands, Erskine Childers. Still in progress.

Five books that mean a lot to me:
How Buildings Learn: What happens after they're built, Stewart Brand. Phoenix Illustrated 1997. I was given it having been avidly interested in television series. I've reread a silly number of times.

Complicity/The Crow Road, Iain Banks. I ought to choose one, but they're both good in different ways.

Gray's Anatomy, 15th Edition. Longmans, Green and Co. 1901. It was my grandmother's copy, but she bought it secondhand (and somewhere along the line it cost three pounds two and six). And very little of it is sniggerably old-fashioned.

Two to go? This is hard.

To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee. The only one of the GCSE set texts I enjoyed reading.

The Selfish Gene, Richard Dawkins. I know Buzz cited the Blind Watchmaker, but I've never read it so I don't know if it's better. But this book made me think differently.

Five bloggers to tag:
Like that's likely. Even if I tag all 5 recip-ers, there won't be five new people. Buzz is done, Ryan's been bagsied, Dan won't ever get round to it (but if he's off taking photographs instead I'll forgive him. Heck I might even forgive him for writing his dissertation instead of blogging), Karma doesn't bother to read this any more, and Whateva Sista is from Middlesborough, so probably can't read.

And that appears to be it.

I'm off to Wangeroog.

Anyhoo,