The other night, after dinner with a friend in Newtown, I had the pleasure of being re-acquainted with the wonder that is Gould's books in Newtown.
There is something about this store, the old books, the musty smell. Or perhaps the row upon row upon wall upon wall upon stack upon stack of books that are littered everywhere. Whatever it is, it appeals to my inner bookworm.
After a good half hour of wandering around and browsing, I walked out armed with 4 books; books that I most likely won't read in the next month, and will have to cart back to Pakistan, but pleased with my purchases nevertheless!
That has to be a hellish cataloging feat if the owners ever got around to doing that. That sounds really weird though, I wonder if they’ll ever get to sell all of their stock.
Enthralling is the word
Your posts on Pakistan are terrific and the pictures are most fluid and evocative..
I would like to cross-post them at Pak Tea House (link below) a blog-zine that I edit..
Keep writing!
cheers
Raza
Oops forgot to post the links to my blogs:
http://www.razarumi.com
http://www.pakteahouse.wordpress.com
http://www.lahorenama.wordpress.com
http://www.taraqee.wordpress.com
Salaam-alaikum Raza,
Thankyou very much for your kind words!
I came across your blogs tonight. It would be an honour to have any of my posts on Pakistan cross-posted there.
Jeremy