I'm sure my bookmarks either have their own personal invisibility cloaks or gain sentience and run away because they seem to vanish.
I have one that's been in a book for so long that I can't remember what it looks like, beyond the tassel sticking out at the top. I should just admit that I'm never going to finish it and recover the bookmark.
I have one in Sherlock Holmes. I have no idea why because I get it out occasionally and either read a long story or a few short stories. I haven't really gone in order through the book either, so leaving a bookmark in there is no use at all.
I was recently using one my sister had given me (not as a present, I think I was in need of a bookmark and she wasn't that attached to that one). It mice eating Swiss cheese and had holes in. And was sellotaped because the holes made it a bit thin in the middle, so it fell apart.
It was only when I was re-reading one of the Jedi Apprentice books and came across an cardboard insert with two bookmarks to tear off that I remembered I was using one and the top was all falling apart where it stuck up above the top of a book. I don't even remember when I last saw it.
I'm sure I had one I picked up from selenay's local second hand bookshop a while ago. That one I was using recently.
I have bookmarks I can use, although I have been reduced to using Spock, who is plastic, but is almost completely covered with sellotape and is still falling apart a bit (cloth is clearly the way to go here). But still, I liked those bookmarks (especially the mouse and cheese one). Where do they go?
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