Cook books - my papery battered friends that act as my stress therapy. They live everywhere - cupboards, bookshelves and they don't gather dust. I keep some out on a spare chair out on the decking (undercover!) which rotate on a regular basis for when I take my work stress break (I run a business from home). Cup of coffee and a ten minute read - ahhhhhh - and I'm ready to face work again (and the numb nuts I have to talk with every day on the telling bone).
Organised? Nope. Catergorised? Hardly! Enjoyed? Immensely
Could I give one away? Don't even suggest it!
I was lucky enough recently to be given a stack of really nice ones when my parents downsized lately to go into a retirement village - they'd been in the family home for forty years and their collection of books (cookery and otherwise) is enormous. No need to guess which ones I've been reading lately! It's like fresh blood to a vampire hehe
Although I do need more bookcase space now. I've been casting an eye at my husbands National Geographic magazine collection from the last 30 years....maybe its time they went....muahahaha