They descended like locusts on the remaining copies of Half of a Yellow Sun.
I started a stampede at The Enchanted Village quilting group when I told the assembled ladies I had a few books to give away.
Hands shot up and there were chants of 'mine, mine, mine.' I emerged from the ensuing scrum shaken, a bit tousled but none the worse for my ordeal.
I handed them out at the village post office, to the girls from the book club, to some intellectual types from a PR agency and to work colleagues. I posted them to my four siblings and to my mother.
It was a great feeling.
That's about it.
Love Maddie x
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