Dictionary = time travel!

My husband, Thumbs, bought me a beautiful old dictionary for my birthday that was published in 1902 and which he found in a charity shop in Church Stretton, Shropshire. I don’t collect old books particularly, but sometimes I come across a book that’s just beautifully made, or illustrated, or printed that kind of makes my heart feel funny – and this is that type of book. It’s covered in brown cloth, with a leather spine. The pages are a deep cream, browning at the edges and they smell amazing – like old libraries and dark bookshops. Better than that, the … Continue reading Dictionary = time travel!