An unexpectedly productive trip to Alton yesterday. Three book purchases. I've blogged before about the wonder which is Gollancz vintage yellow-backed fiction - one of those things which, like Penguins, look particularly good when seen en masse. Plus, I have a long-term science-fiction habit which needs to be nourished. So, not only did I discover a completely unknown, to me, secondhand and antiquarian bookshop in Alton but on its shelves... two new Gollancz books which I had to have.
Meanwhile in the bookshop which I already knew about R dug out A Wicked Pack of Cards, which you don't have to be an expert shopper to realise is a gay-themed novel. How camp is that cover! In fact it was published by The Guild Press in Washington which made quite a splash for itself publishing some fairly risque material in the 1960s.
So, not only did I manage to augment the already straining bookshelves but it also turned out to be a glorious day to be driving through the Hampshire countryside and wandering around a pretty little town with the love of me life.