Daring to Dream October 27, 2009Posted by Phil Groom in Bookshop Ramblings, Watching and Waiting.
Tags: Biggleswade, Books, Bookshop, Reading
I dreamed of people reading: an older man in his armchair, laughing uproariously at Bill Bryson’s latest; a young man, marching along, head in his book, enthralled, enchanted, oblivious to the world around him; a woman, relaxing with a new romance — or was it a crime story or a thriller she was absorbed in? Two children, excited as they discovered new worlds, new possibilities.
Who were these people? I don’t know: they could have been me, they could have been you; but all of them were loving and enjoying their books, real books printed on real paper.
Where were these people? They were everywhere. But as I looked, I could see them close to home, not far away at all: in my street, in my neighbourhood; and so another dream was born and began to take shape: Biggleswade Books.
Can that dream become reality? I hope so; and I hope that you, gentle reader, will share my dream…