I’m going to take a post out of talking about books to talk about bookshops!
As a resident of the North, I rarely get chance to travel south down to London and look around – it’s usually a pass through, on to another train to a convention. But this last few days I’ve had chance to wander the (expensive) streets, and my first stop was Foyles at Charing Cross. I’d never been to Foyles and had heard numerous stories that made it sound like absolute words-on-a-page heaven. So as soon as I arrived in London I marched my family the whole thirty minute walk to find this wondrous store. Continue reading “My First Foyles Trip”