Second hand bargain: My Booky Wook
Normally astronomically priced…
Now that no one has any money, even high powered company directors have been spotted wearing bandannas and ripped jeans, demanding pocket money from terrified school kids. It’s bonkers. Hence, we enthusiastically salute anyone with the patience to stroll into a smelly second hand basement, and rifle through tonnes of rubbish in search of a bargain. Just recently, our friend James had a bit of a score. “I was always curious as to what Russell Brand’s autobiography might be like,” he confessed, “but I was a bit embarrassed to spend a tenner on it in an actual bookshop – I’d much rather be seen purchasing The Great Gatsby in those kind of places.” But then the soft, warm hand of fate intervened, and James’ dream came true. “There it was, on the shelf, for £1.50 – I picked it up with my head held high.” Good for you James. Good for you.