This post was inspired by Tracey over at QuietPaws. I recommend you visit the QuietPaws blog.
Tracey wrote about her second-hand book experiences and finds. I thought I would write about my own passion for old books and second-hand book shops. Though first I have to point out the majority I’ve visited in the UK, if not all in recent years are not disabilities friendly. In the effort to cram as many books on the shelves, aisle space is sacrificed and thus movability, including not being able to move wheelchairs around a shop.
My passion probably started seventeen or so years ago. I remember my first two favourite shops well, one in Camberley in Surrey and the other Farnham in Hampshire. Walking down the aisles amazed by the history surrounding me, the out of print gems, forgotten treasures and yes the cheap prices.
My first two purchases might have been an 1884 edition of ‘the canterbury tales’ for £8, along with a 1951 print to read on my travels. Both of which I still have. A few years back I brought a 1895 print of ‘The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes’ for the expensive price of £3, probably cheaper than a new edition in a high street shop.

Though a gem isn’t just about finding a book of interest at a great deal, but also discovering authors from yesterday and enjoying the writing styles of days gone by. I’ve read old books whose storylines have not been stimulating, yet each page a joy to read, due to the writing skill of the author.
I must also point out my unresolved issue with the covers of old books. I’m a vegetarian, practically vegan these days, so some old book covers are disturbing. Luckily most I own are paperback, such as my old paperback books on historic events or periods of history, themselves often written half a century ago. I tend to find these history books more densely filled, not bite size chunks that today’s reader would expect.
Second-hand book shops also enabled me to build collections before the internet was main stream for niches such as time travel. Books out of date, not reprinted in decades, but still a good read. Spending time in a second hand book shop is an experience itself, not knowing what you may discover.
I know there are online projects such as project Gutenberg that have been around for years and they have their place. Yet an actual printed book is a different experience. You unplug, sit back, you let the world go by whilst you enter another world. You find yourself carrying one of these gems around and when delayed it’s on-hand.
Second-hand book shops are in decline in the UK and have been for many years. Rising high street lease costs and reduced demand took their toll long before Amazon and ebay were popular. I find myself keeping an eye out for charity shops on my travels to help fill the void, but it isn’t the same.
One of my favourite second-hand book locations though has to be at Winchester cathedral in the UK. During the summer months, around the side in an archway you can discover boxes of books, with a box to leave your money, a rarity in this day and age. I lived in Winchester for a few years and Sunday strolls around historic grounds, beautiful countryside and quiet lanes and old pubs were always enhanced with a stop by the boxes of books.
I can’t forget to mention the added bonuses to old books. The written notes from loved ones giving a book as a present, a signature and date of a previous owner or the occasional bookmark used decades ago. A book given with love and fondness, a book well used and still today often decades later cherished by its current owner.
A kindle reader, ipad or a brand new book just isn’t the same.