Finding ourselves in Haverfordwest with twenty minutes to spare between our trip to the library and my daughter’s football practice, I persuaded her that a quick look in the Oxfam bookshop would be… Continue reading
Finding myself in Haverfordwest last week with half an hour to kill, I headed off to my home from home, the Oxfam bookshop. I was thrilled to pick up four Barbara Pym novels.… Continue reading
Or, rather, restrictions. A self imposed ban on what books I start, until all the other books I’m reading are done. If ever there was a time to get the polyreading back on… Continue reading
After spending weeks at home squirreling away writing knitting patterns I took a day off for a mooch around Haverfordwest. Having fulfilled the only essential task of the day – choosing a gift… Continue reading
I’m currently on the lookout for novels by mystery writers to inspire some of my literary knits, so I was really pleased with my latest book haul from the Oxfam bookshop in Haverfordwest.… Continue reading
Yesterday I planned to go on the Anti-Austerity demo in Haverfordwest, which started at noon. Admittedly I was running a little late, but figured that it’d be a while before the march set… Continue reading
Well, that’s the general election out of the way for another five years. After the months of build up, the debates, opinion polls and the tension of the night itself, I felt hollow… Continue reading
I picked up a copy of ‘The Beggar’s Opera’ by John Gay and Johann Christoph Pepusch whilst in Aberdeen, at the Oxfam bookshop, as it’s the Easter holidays and in between revising for… Continue reading
Oh man! I have had such a magnificent haul in the Haverfordwest Oxfam Bookshop. There’s something soul-restoring about secondhand book-buying. It has all the benefits of retail therapy but without the subsequent emptiness… Continue reading
