It never ceases to amaze me what you can pick up for a pittance on the interweb.
Herbert Morrison's personal, signed, pre-publication copy of the Victor Gollancz
"A Handbook of Marxism"
which will have sat on his shelf all through the War and his time as Churchill's Minister of Supply, then through the glorious birth of the NHS and his Deputy Prime-Ministership.
Now it's MINE! Bwa-ha-haaa …
Nobody seems to want lefty history, so for as little as £1.99 a book I've amassed quite a little lefty library of signed firsts from the likes of Harold Wilson, Ralph Miliband, Tony Benn, Michael Foot, Dennis Skinner, Clement Attlee and more.
They're great reads, one and all.
Somebody has to believe in Socialism's beautiful dream so it might as well be me.
They're great reads, one and all.
Somebody has to believe in Socialism's beautiful dream so it might as well be me.
I got this one sleep-shopping.
We had a cracking thunderstorm a few nights back and I remember waking up around three and going for a glass of water. I must have grabbed my laptop on the way back to bed and shopped in my sleep (I'm prone to it) as I have no memory of ordering this.
The confirmation email the following morning was a delightful surprise.
So … Happy Old Dive. I heartily recommend sleep-shopping.
I mean, what could possibly go wrong?
I mean, what could possibly go wrong?
6 comments:
I heartily recommend sleep shopping, but you get better bargains than I do. I bought an old (1814) copy of a little gem called "Transactions of the Society for the Promotion of Useful Arts for the State of New York" because it has a long eulogy to the earlier president of the Society, Robert Livingston, one of the early developers of the steamboat. Also included: a letter about chimney fireplaces; a paper about the cultivation of woad; one about the importance of regulating the inspection of flour; another on the plants of New York, including comments about the medicinal properties of poppies. I haven't read it yet. Why? Because I'm trying to find suitable information I can use to develop a little book about the garages of Speedway. Garages? ...Fuuuudge.
Awesome bargain, Speedway. There's eclectic, then there's insanely eclectic, then there's you. Brilliant!. Can't wait for your next book, whatever and whenever it will be.
You got yourself a steal here. The seller didn't know what they had. I'd like to amass a collection of old, arcane books, not necessarily to read them but just to have them.
Not to read? Eek! Petrea, those old, arcane books are often the best reads.
I have stacks. I'll never get to them all, but I love having them. Must Own! I'm greedy.
Hee hee hee! I know that feeling only too well. Saturday, Robert and I have invitations to the biannual rare book fair so I expect my bank manager to scream a lot next week.
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