Folks sometimes ask me how I know what I know. Well, one of the many reasons is that I read a lot and have a very large library. One of my best sources for old or obscure books is my friend Brian in Yorkshire, who generates funds for a charity by selling unwanted items from house clearances and such.
Brian has a list of my interests and keeps an eye out for books that he thinks I might like. From time to time I peruse what he has put aside, take the ones I want, and give him a donation for his charity which is considerably larger than he could hope to realise from selling the books at rummage sales. Sadly many of the books don’t sell, even when priced in pence, and end up being pulped.
Here’s this month’s selection:
I wonder how many copies of this were sold 40 years ago in Yorkshire, England (it has “Amanda ‘76” hand-written in the inside cover)? And who would want it now (apart from me)? It’s fascinating.
Brian has a list of my interests and keeps an eye out for books that he thinks I might like. From time to time I peruse what he has put aside, take the ones I want, and give him a donation for his charity which is considerably larger than he could hope to realise from selling the books at rummage sales. Sadly many of the books don’t sell, even when priced in pence, and end up being pulped.
Here’s this month’s selection:
I wonder how many copies of this were sold 40 years ago in Yorkshire, England (it has “Amanda ‘76” hand-written in the inside cover)? And who would want it now (apart from me)? It’s fascinating.
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