We recently went to visit Wallingford, one of my favourite English towns. I had been wanting to go there for quite a while, so it was nice to be able to revisit it again after such a long time. I had also wanted to see its local Bookshop. But unfortunately, we had not checked its opening hours and we arrived a few minutes too late at the door. So I could not browse around it. I should not complain, we have our own local bookshop, but I also want to encourage other independent bookshops, whenever I can. So it will have to be be for another time. Thankfully, we intend to go back to Wallingford fairly often, so next time might be fairly soon.
Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Wednesday, 2 September 2020
Too late at the bookshop
We recently went to visit Wallingford, one of my favourite English towns. I had been wanting to go there for quite a while, so it was nice to be able to revisit it again after such a long time. I had also wanted to see its local Bookshop. But unfortunately, we had not checked its opening hours and we arrived a few minutes too late at the door. So I could not browse around it. I should not complain, we have our own local bookshop, but I also want to encourage other independent bookshops, whenever I can. So it will have to be be for another time. Thankfully, we intend to go back to Wallingford fairly often, so next time might be fairly soon.
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