Sunday, 26 June 2011
Wednesday, 22 June 2011
|Sorry Ms Blue Vest, but you are now famous.|
The seaweed painted on the windows completely drew me in and I felt as if I was stepping into a magical and unique space.
This independent bookshop is bright and fresh, careful to keep the sea-side theme up, with bright blues and nautical-like furniture. Spanning a couple of levels, the books were well laid out, with large, friendly signs pointing you toward the relevant sections. Again, there was a huge section of local interests.
The children’s section at the back was delightful – it was as if the books themselves were contained in a cave.
It is truly a delightful shop, with friendly service. It’s well-stocked. They have a particularly updated and versatile craft section, and brand new, sparkling Hornblower’s. As well as books they sell wrapping paper, cards and classical CDs.
A surprise find, this second hand bookshop is the first shop on the corner when walking up from the quay.
It is a great shop, spanning two floors, chock a block and over brimming with books. You really get the distinct feeling that the shop has been that way for years and years – it’s a cosy, satisfactory feeling. Again, there was a long line of shelves dedicated to nautical literature.
The books were brilliantly old, the very nice kind, and the shop was big enough to host a variety of subjects. There were some well placed posters and other memorabilia on the walls, giving the shop it’s own quirks.
It was definitely one of the best second-hand bookshops I’ve been to – it has a great atmosphere, one that really emphasised the love that people have for books, as well as enthusiastic and helpful staff. I liked on the upper floor the pile of music books heaped on the table – perfect for really digging your hands into.
Apparently there was another bookshop in Falmouth, but unfortunately I didn’t have enough time to hunt it out.
I come to the end of my book cruise – it’s been absolutely fascinating to see how all these shops run, and gives me hope that books will be forever loved. The bookshops in Falmouth have to be the best, for both second hand and new books.
Tuesday, 21 June 2011
We left Dartmouth horrifically early and therefore I was still in my pyjamas when mum spotted a dark shape in the water.
“What’s that?” she said. Dad obligingly turned the boat around but I was sceptical.
“It’s only gunna be a buoy or something...” How wrong was I?
For the first time in our lives, my mother and I saw a basking shark.
I was absolutely ecstatically running round the deck (in my pyjamas) trying not to swear in front of my parents. (“Sugar me! Oh, sugar!”) It was, in the archaic sense of the word, awesome. This absolutely HUGE shark right near our boat. It was simply amazing.
Then the engine failed.
Just about got it going again and as we were coasting off Plymouth, we saw ANOTHER basking shark. There’s me in hysterics in my pyjamas again. This time, we must have been closer, we saw a hint of its huge white mouth.
So two basking sharks in one day! We were incredibly lucky.
Then the engine failed again.
Bookends of Fowey
This small and intimate shop contains a lot of local literature and a large nautical section. The woman there picked up on my love for books and we spent a good while chatting about them.
As you walk through the door there are reams and reams of Daphne de Maurier books. She lived in Fowey, and her son still lives in the quirky white house – we were not moored far from there. There’s a shop dedicated to her next to Bookends – perhaps I should have gone in there, perhaps I should read these authors I encounter in these different places!
Bookends had a good collection of smaller publication journals of local history and legends – I must say I was tempted by some of the collections of Cornish myths and fables.
I felt that this shop – though it was quite nice – could have had a wider selection of stock. A nice little shop that would be good for someone to find a book to read as they holiday.
The second hand bookshop’s younger sister shop, Bookends Too is a bright shop stocking a variety of new books, again small, focusing on local interests – and de Maurier again. As well as books, the shop sells stationary items and cards. The service is very friendly.
I was slightly disappointed with the bookshops of Fowey although it’s such a lovely town.
Thursday, 2 June 2011
The River Dart is peppered on either side of its running waters by slices of castles. A rounded tower, an old castle wall, a medieval pontoon, tucked into intimate little niches on the riverbank. It’s been absolutely beautiful so far on our trip and this day was to no different – everything was gorgeous blue. The little castles tucked among emerald trees are miniature Grey Havens, or Caribbean coves – the caves and caves torn into the rocks as if they have come straight from a fantasy novel. I would love to live in Dartmouth – it’s absolutely fascinating.
I was disappointed with Harbour Books. It is a bright shop, with a variety of subjects, all new books, as well as stationary items. The shop used to be owned by none other than Christopher Robin Milne. Apparently my parents were there years ago, and there was over the door with his name. Obviously, Milne was quite famous because of his father’s works and although my parents saw the shop they didn’t want to annoy Milne along with other Pooh fans.
The shop now has barely a sign that it was owned by one of the most prominent names in children’s literature. A poster in the window, that’s it, and one book case. It’s a shame, as my parents say it was ‘a proper old bookshop’ and I suspect it would have been wonderful. I was also disappointed because the shelves, especially up stairs, seemed rather sparse and untidy. To its credit, though, it’s the kind of shop that tries not to have the same two books together, and the staff are friendly.
Agatha Christie is another famous writer to grace Dartmouth’s pretty streets. She stayed there for a time, right before her mysterious disappearance. Of course, we know that the Doctor solved that mystery. Harbour Books lacked character, but has potential for it. It seems as if Dartmouth has seen so many famous minds but nothing has been made of it, which is a real shame.
Compass Books was a delightful surprise – we had decided to walk back along the key from Dartmouth Castle, and we literally stumbled upon this great little shop. The owner was soaking up the evening sun, leaning against the door frame, but promised that she would come running if I asked for any help. The bookshop was small, but well stocked – second hand bookshop this time. The counter top is absolutely crowded with books.
The first thing I noticed when I walked into the shop was that there were Paperblanks for sale. I love Paperblanks, but saved my saliva for them after I had drooled over the other books.
I suppose it is expected of all these harbour towns to have bookshops that have a large selection of nautical books, and Compass Books was no exception. It had a wide and interesting selection of books that my mother cooed over, though most of them were several years out of date.
I was particularly impressed by the books on the narrow shelves just beyond the Paperblanks. They were an assortment of books about literature, poetry and writing. I was sorely tempted to get a particular book but I can’t remember what it was about, but it was £10 and I didn’t have any cash. I should have asked mum to get it for me as an early birthday present.
I could have spent hours looking at all the interesting books there.
'Time for my evening drink.’ The owner said as we perused the shelves. Just a step to the pub opposite, she came back with her drink. To be fair, it was closing time, but was happy for us to browse and to chat to us.
In the backroom, books included fiction and children’s. Sad to say there wasn’t many old children’s books, but to my delight there were some good old CS Forrester. I only ever find Hornblower in coastal tones. I probably could have brought the entire series on my mini cruise.
Now it was time to dribble over the Paperblanks. I used to write my diaries in A5 ring binder notebooks but then I discovered Paperblanks, and they are absolutely wonderful to write in. I feel myself changing the way I write when I write in them, because they are such gorgeous notebooks, they seem to good for any childish rambles. Compass Books had a couple of new lines in – and I literally salivated. They were so, so beautiful. I think I will definitely have to get the