Running your hands along the spines, you feel the words pressing to get out and into your head.You browse through the new realeases, the literature, head for the back to the art and cooking sections. The large books sit heavy in your hands, their glossy photographs enticing with colour and texture. You realise you are hungry.

You leave the shop and move on.

Candle shop

Flower shop


Philippa J Burne 1996