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Amy falls in love...

with her very own copy of S.A.J Bradley's Anglo Saxon Poetry. It's so much superior to the library's copy! it smells nicer, it's a new edition with
*the benedictine offices (cool)
*some charms (cooler)
*an index (coolest

and it's mine! *cuddles it gleefully*

I made dad order it online for me, since i can never manage to find Abbey's on foot. And I was so excited when it arrived that I emailed my tutor to tell her about it. (that's really daggy, isn't it?) she says she'll make an Anglo-Saxonist of me yet.

Now i can give back the library's copy that i've had for three months...