Thanks in no small part to a wonderful second-hand bookshop just down the road, I am accumulating books at a rather alarming rate, something that is definitely going to come back to haunt me when it comes time to leave. As it is I forecast that my suitcases for Singapore are going to be stuffed to overflowing. And yet it's impossible for me to go into that shop without finding some treasure that I absolutely have to read and impossible for me to decline an invitation to go when someone is driving there. Plus - and here's the rub - they sell books at 50% of their list price and give you a credit of 40% when you return them...which you can only spend on other used books. Quandry!