in a magazine ad while awaiting my turn in a barber's shop one after-
noon, circa 1976 or '77. (Actually, it was a ladies hairdressing salon by
the name of MARINA, which accommodated a traditional gents barber
in a partitioned section at the back of the shop.) Several weeks later, I
ordered a copy from a great place called MODATOYS in the local
shopping precinct of one of my old neighbourhoods, and patiently
waited to be informed of its arrival.
away, so, proportionately, it seemed like a much longer period than it
would seem to me today. (These days, six or seven years appear
to be roughly equivalent to a fortnight back then.)
shop a few days later and paid for my new acquisition.
or '86, having moved to yet another house, I bought a second
copy of the same edition from a book club, and placed it alongside
its predecessor on my shelf. The later edition was slightly thinner,
and had an orange cloth cover as opposed to red, but I got it in
an introductory offer for about 50 pence (or less) so it was a
welcome addition/spare to my collection.
associate with it: The barber shop (which only recently relocated,
but not least, my long-vanished youth, when I was young, strong
and fit, with more years ahead of me than behind me -
no longer the case, alas.
pass on a message. All that history - and so much more besides -
contained within the pages of one book. Amazing when you think
about it, eh? If there are any particular books which conjure up
distinct recollections of your own past, please feel free to share
them with the rest of us in the comments section.