Library life: you know you are still sensibly immature...

...when you laugh at rude Dewey Decimal: there's SEX and POO on the shelves!

Library life: It's embarrassing when....

you use the service desk computer to add a new profile picture of yourself when you were about 7 (here, as it happens - do you like?) and somehow accidentally add it to the screensaver slideshow!

Library Life: You fear library work may be doing your head in...

...when you are shocked that the new edition of Chitty on Contracts has a different colour title patch to the old one.

Books on the loose!

I can tell from the shelves there are books on the loose,
Like that song with the lines about a moose in the hoose.
Scattered they lie on tables like the wounded in battle,
Round them up I must like great herds of cattle.
Out to them I trudge like a shepherd in fog,
Or another part in the library machine, a cog
And build mini towers of books to carry home,
Back to the shelves and place in the order of tomes
As prescribed by our old friend Melville Louis Kossuth Dewey,
Knowing that it’ll be the same again real soon - oh phooey!