Friday, July 27, 2007
The primeval call of booklust
My official birthday today. This is marked by a day off and a visit to the exhibition of news photography at the National Portrait Gallery, lunch at an unbelievably busy Wagamama in Victoria and then a stroll up Marleybone High Street to Daunt, which still glories in its reputation as "the most beautiful book shop in London". It was packed, largely with people even older than me, actually buying books to take on holiday. A few doors down is an Oxfam shop that specialises in books and that was surprisingly busy too with people queueing up at the till. What it is about books that makes us desire them so and why is this no longer the case with records?