When I was little, my mother used to leave me at the library whilst she went shopping.  I’m not entirely sure what today’s troubled society would make of this but, along with eating cake mixture and Test Card F, it never caused me any serious harm. It was a wise decision on my mother’s behalf.  I needed at least an hour to decide who was coming home with me that week, because the choice would shape my thoughts and actions for the next seven days.  I also had to make sure that I renewed Little Women.  I did this religiously,…