Y’know this poster?
It’s kinda hot right now. Or it was, you know, a while back. Maybe it reached maximum exposure and shrank again, I don’t know.
But anyway. This is the “real one”. The original, you know?
You can find it here:
In maybe the best bookshop in the whole world.
It’s in an old train station. Second hand books, in a second hand station. Oh my, could you ask for more? I’m having kind of a bum day, so I’m gonna show you all about it.
This water fountain works; I tried it. I didn’t drink from it. “Ew”, I thought, “other people have had their mouths near here!”
Then the day after, I drank from a sheep trough.
(This means “erotica”, awww)
There was one single problem with this place, and that was that it had no Bunty. Where are all the Buntys??
Still. Sister’s expression here says it all, really.
You could genuinely spend a great day out in the one shop alone. They take your old or unwanted books (hence the name), they sell the widest selection, there are toy trains running overhead and a mural of famous authors just chillin’ together. There’s a section for old, gorgoeusly-covered Children’s Books (and yeah, woah, ye olde racisme ahoy) AND a section for modern books for children. They have comics floppies and trades, hardback annuals and zine compilations. They have a small but decent (and annotated) record selection.
I came away with: a feminist mythology compendium (such a thing exists??), three trades (NXM: The Demon Bear, Captain Britain, Moonshadow) and the pre-film novel of Shaft. Oh, and a poster.
FREEDOM IS IN PERIL. DEFEND IT WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT.
Yes, I’ll be doing that.
BARTER BOOKS, Alnwick, Northumbria, England