The most exasperating book shop in the world
Today I wandered up King St, Newtown, on my way to Glebe Markets, and idled into Gould’s bookshop. I have previously moaned about the state of this bookshop, but can never help going in there regardless. Gould’s is actually across the road from Moore Theological College, that southern-hemisphere bastion of the truth. So I thought, you never know, it might be worth a look in the “Christianity” section. This is what that aisle looked like:
The poetry aisle, however, was looking slightly more sensible than usual:
As was the art row:
