I know these days everyone’s into tablets and readers and ebooks. And that yes, they have their obvious advantages. But I’ve still not got one for various reasons (one, I like to scribble in the margins, two I like a book you can smell and three, I don’t trust myself not to end up starting 147 books at once, the temptation would be too much).
So as a devout old-skool book lover (OK luddite) I wanted to share these two wonderful examples of unabashed book porn, which prove that as heavy and un-eco-friendly they may be, books still are beautiful objects.
Alternatively you can be like this pair who I spotted on the beach in Mexico, and travel 2 thousand miles to some of the world’s most beautiful coastland, to stare at a screen.
On a similarly bookish note, I’m delighted to see that Waterstones have come to their senses and snapped out of all that sans serif nonsense. You can read a friend’s interesting blog about this, brilliant new film The Artist, and the transition from old and new technology here.