Satsuma

I'm behind the enquiry desk eating a satsuma. It smells of Christmas. I love the word satsuma but I don't like how you never know whether it's going to be a nice one until you eat the first piece. I like things to be predictable, I like to know what I'm getting. I think I must be far too much of a nice library lady if satsumas are too unpredictable and exciting for me...