Reading has saved my life, again and again, and has held my hand through every difficult time … I pick up and smell them before I even buy books. At home I have a separate shelf for ‘books about books’. And unless the smell of the books merge with the smell of me, my home and my beloved ones I don’t really own them. Picked up “Dear Reader. The Comfort and Joy of Books”, by Cathy Rentzenbrink and didn’t “smell” the book in the first two chapters. But then Rentzenbrink had me in her book spell. The author started as a bookseller but now lives of her writing, her book critics and the writing classes she gives to prisoners amongst others. This book is…