A recent weekend spent down at Point Lonsdale and Queenscliff yielded four new, second-hand books purchased from Barwon Booksellers – a tidy, slightly expensy second-hand bookshop found within what used to be a small church. Quaint, indeed.
I now look forward to reading for the first time ever The Chocolate War and Harriet the Spy. The two Philip Pullman books I just had to buy because of their pretty, understated and not-fantasyesque covers. Now to find The Amber Spyglass version to complete the series.
Harriet the Spy is the best book ever. As you will surely note, I have based myself on her almost entirely.
They still have the same title typography as the editions I have. But they look like 1970s art books, the sort that might be sold at Book Affair on Elgin St. Or that, alternatively, I might have researched my high school art history essays from.
What Virginia said.