I only nipped out to go to the bank but to get there I have to pass the Oxfam bookshop.
But what am I even thinking of, going inside? (Especially when the bank will be closed in 10 minutes.)
Temptation is an irresistible force at work on a moveable body.
Of course, you'll understand why it's important - even though I'm drastically cutting back and there's heaps of unread books all over the house - but I simply have to check in case there's a rare and wonderful bargain.
The trouble with resisting temptation is that it may not come your way again.
I'm in the door ...
I deal with temptation by yielding to it.
I see the dovegrey cover. Even though I already own a copy of Miss Pettigrew (and have given several others to friends) I pick it up, anyway. It is pristine. It still has its Persephone bookmark. And, wait for it ...
It is signed, in slightly shaky, old lady's handwriting by Winifred Watson herself.
There is a tussle with my conscience. It is only £1.69. But people whose bookshelves are double-parked do not need duplicates.
I put it back on the shelf. I hope that it will go to a good and loving home.
Of course, the Oxfam shop opens again at 9am tomorrow.
Those who flee temptation generally leave a forwarding address.
BUY IT
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ReplyDeleteOoh! I'd go back....
ReplyDeleteGo and get it or you'll regret it forever!
ReplyDeleteWhat a bad influence you all are! How will I ever achieve my dream of living without so much clutter?
ReplyDeleteI'm not really into signed copies - but it did seem a bit sad that this should have ended up in a charity shop. I always wonder who owned the book and why they parted with it.
Oh my! I don't think I would have been able to walk away. In fact, I *know* it!! You have great self-restraint.
ReplyDeleteThere are books and then there are Persephone's. Though quite practical in nature, I would have plunked down my money to add this one to my collection.
ReplyDeleteWe are not a very sympathetic crowd are we.
Darlene, I'll have to walk past that shop again this afternoon ... But I've come to realise that what I most enjoy is the thrill of spotting something. Bring it home and it's just another thing on the shelf that I'd probably never look at again!
ReplyDeleteIn case you were wondering, I did peep in again ... and it's gone. And of course I felt a pang! But not a big one, because I really didn't need it!
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