Chat with a lovely bloke named Julian in Sam Read Bookstore Grassmere. We’d been in earlier in the day but popped in on the way back to the digs for some postcards.
I mentioned I liked the selection on offer and felt bad not buying anything as it would mean carrying it and probably ruining it and I’m a bit fastidious about books ( not much else but books for sure). He said it wasn’t a big deal. He was reading that massive Jon Savage? book on Factory Records and we got talking. I complimented him on the selection of books he carried and said it was like walking into a real life Caught By The River bookstore.
If you’re ever there just tel the lad behind the jump it reminds you of Caught By The River, you’ll make his day.
Dead nice and knowledgeable bloke.
Loads of fell runners and cyclists bombing around looking nails.
Outdoor gear is dear as fuck over here isn’t it?
Even stuff like Rab, which I thought was an English company, it’s basically the same number but with a £ where I’d see a $.
Except for Rohan. Don’t think they sell it in the US.
Patterdale tomorrow, weather, feet and God willing.
