In some ways I have never grown up

Today I had a surprising amount of fun making a book.

You see, the recipes I've collected from various cookbooks borrowed from the library, the internet, friends etc, have been shuffling around loosely and untidily within the covers of an old notebook. Not only did most of them fall out every time I reached for the notebook, but I often wasted time flicking through the pages looking for a specific recipe. So I bought a small ringbinder to store all my recipes in, and spent an enjoyable hour filling it up with my loose pages and organising them into logical sections.

I guess this shows that you can't take the librarian out of the ex-librarian-in-training. But it also demonstrates that something I used to love doing as a kid - making up books - can still put me in "the flow". Next, I'm gonna cut out some nice pictures to decorate the folder with...