Borrowing Books
Nov. 6th, 2007 10:20 amI haven't been to the town library for years. In fact last time I went it was housed in a completely different building. The old library was Victorian and full of people who didn't wash (sorry, that sounds snobbish and I suppose it is). The new library is full of daylight and bright, young, unemployed men sitting at computer terminals; also it seems to contain fewer books- not that I counted.
It was Ailz's idea that we should join again. I was sort of dragging my feet. I remembered the old library as a depressing place- the sort of place that used to give me a migraine. But I'm glad I let her win. It's delicious to go round picking odd things off the shelves. It's not like going to the bookshop- where budget restrictions mean you have to pick and choose with extreme care. Instead you can be promiscuous, daring, irresponsible. I wound up with a graphic novel by Alan Moore, a biography of the Victorian spirit medium Daniel Dunglas Home, a big Taschen picture book about Luis Bunuel, and a pamphlet by the poet Geoffrey Hill. If I don't like them I can whizz them all back and replace them- as indeed I shall whether I like them or not. I used to have this rather grim thing about wanting to own every book I liked; not any more; I've worked out- and it's taken me long enough- that I can't take them with me.
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Date: 2007-11-06 11:22 am (UTC)Our library is much nicer than the old one (which was housed in an old school, and had that mysterious old book/old building smell) but as you say, seems to contain fewer books- but then, there is a county wide system so if you can't find what you want, they will send to the library that has it and get it for you.
For me, the library visit is also a chance to visit with my friend
Libaries are indeed most wonderful places.
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Date: 2007-11-06 02:10 pm (UTC)At the moment I'm just happy browsing- and picking up things on a whim.