What's in a name?

When naming this blog (far more difficult than naming a child - at least there are books for that), Reading Underground was the name that stuck. And the more I'm stuck with it, the more apt it is.

The initial premise of the blog was to record interesting books that I saw people reading while I was travelling on the underground (it passed the time, and I found some great reading matter). Later, as I stopped taking the tube so much and the focus of the blog began to change, I wondered if it was still a relevant name.

Enter fate. Since the inception of this blog, I moved house. In the new place, it just so happens that our bedroom is in the basement of the house. And as I do most of my reading in the bedroom, it turns out that I'm still Reading Underground.

And so, the blog continues...