I am not buying or borrowing any more books until I read and review the 13 that I bought (for a grand total of £17.50) in London on Friday 10th October 2025. You can see the list and the rationale here. Title: Chomsky: Oracle of the State. An assorted bo of anti-Chomsky sentiments Author: Various... Continue Reading →
Title: “Science for All (1958)” by the National Book League #13Books
I am not buying or borrowing any more books until I read and review the 13 that I bought (for a grand total of £17.50) in London on Friday 10th October 2025. You can see the list and the rationale here. Title: Science for All Author: Anon Year of publication: 1958 Publisher and location: The... Continue Reading →
From “science” (cough, cough) to science fiction
Yesterday saw one of those very common-if-we-attend-them moments of serendipity. I bought the following book - Braine Wave by Poul Anderson - at "Beware the Leopard" in St Nicholas Market, Bristol. (It was definitely the only book I bought, and anyone who says otherwise will be hearing from my lawyers). And then, on the train... Continue Reading →
Laughing at the end of the world… Earthdoom!!
You really do have to have a laugh. And this looks like it might provide some... Arrived today, via the wonders of abebooks
I did not buy these books. You can’t prove I did.
Defo didn't buy this one, by Elleston Trevor (also wrote as Adam Hall - the Quiller books etc) Or this. Nom Nom Nom. You can't prove it, and Doctor Wifey trusts me not to buy books on the sly.
Barbel or Babel – clever pun by Douglas Adams?
So, am reading and enjoying "Cast in Order of Disappearance," a 1975 book by Simon Brett. It's a comic murder mystery, the one that introduces semi-alcoholic actor Charles Parris (played by Bill Nighy in the radio adaptations). At one point Charles goes fishing with his son-in-law, and the word barbel leapt off the page. So, I added it... Continue Reading →
“Providence Place” – another book I DID NOT buy and anyone who says I did is a dirty liar…
This book didn't arrive yesterday. This book, that didn't arrive yesterday, was written by Jacky Gillott (more of her books haven't arrived, won't arrive). She was an up-and-coming novelist and essayist. She did the whole "Good Life" thing in the mid-1970s (this book is part of that genre. And I intend to read it alongside... Continue Reading →
“The Genesis Rock” – New York as Pompeii… #GloriousTrashFiction
No, this book definitely didn't turn up today. Because I am not buying any more books, and anyone who says I am is as honest as Boris Joflyhnson. And don't you dare judge this book by its front cover But maybe its back cover. And the fly-leaf? That's what we're all here for, amirite? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfQWz4gVcP8
Those books I didn’t buy #02
The postman definitely didn't bring these today The geography of pollution: A study of Greater Manchester (1974, Manchester University Press) Peter Scott The Happy Man (Peter Scott was the son of That Scott (of t'Antarctic) and the David Attenborough of is day...
Those books I didn’t buy #01
On Saturday I definitely bought a lovely bag for The Wife. When I got home I found that some evil person had included some books. BookSpeculation on why it ended up in the bagVurt by Jeff NoonManchester sci-fi!!Out of the Wreckage: A new politics for an age of crisis by George MonbiotWill there be any... Continue Reading →