The Literary Festival. (first published Dec 2006)
A decidedly odd day in the shop.
We have been getting publicity for our support of the local festival. Waterstones have decided not to support the festival – which would have lost all of its literary element. The four independant bookshops in town have come together to put up the cash / support
First customer pops in and walks to the counter. She says “I just wanted to congratulate you on supporting the festival” and walks out.
Next customer appears, makes their way to the counter and tells us “Well done for supporting the festival – that will really put the people behind you” and leaves.
Third customer is clutching a Waterstones bag, and tells us how wonderful it is that the independant bookshops are supporting the festival, and goes.
Another customer walks in ………
Oh I can’t be bothered…..
A tempting offer. (first published Dec 2006)
I received a phone call today.
Chap had been into the shop and had a good look around, and decided to offer to sell me some books…
He asks me if i was interested in buying some management and marketing books. When I declined, he told me that these can fetch some very high prices and I am a fool to pass them up.
Then he asks me about paperbacks – all around 20 to 30 years old. I replied that I couldn’t pay much for these, as I sold them for about £1 – £1.50. He decided it wasn’t worth selling me those then!
In passing, he told me that he was, of course, selling all his good books to London dealers as complete libraries (Guaranteed to make me feel favourably towards him!) and he wanted to know what sort of books I did bother to buy then. On my replying that I would be interested in high quality and antiquarian books, he asked me if I would purchase some biographies from him.
When I tried to pursue idea of the “good books” he told me that he wouldn’t sell those to me, as otherwise he would never get rid of the rest of the rubbish !
I was good….. I didn’t swear………. I just quietly hung up the phone and stomped around the shop for a while sobbing gently into my coffee.
The Truth, the Whole Truth and Nothing but the Truth (first published Dec 2006)
I was asked recently how much of the blog I had made up / invented.
Now, much as I would be the last person to let truth get in the way of a good story, I can assure you all, that I have no need to exaggerate or make anything up. These people are real, and the things they come out with a real.
Sad but true – I am surrounded by muppets, lunatics and booksellers.