we came across a rustic book store called bibliophile bookshop
and fell a little in love. i've been meaning to find somewhere
i'd call 'my favourite book store'. it's full of antique things and
handmade crafts, and well......books. my flat is overflowing
with them since i buy more books then i can read (juggling school
work and the kind) but what will i do without them?
talk about first loves.