Waiting room only
As I’ve been using the buses this week I’ve taken a ‘waiting room book’ with me: “The
Grass Harp, A Tree of Night and other stories” by Truman Capote. I really enjoyed his stories.
A bit weird though. The copy I’m reading was published in 1951. Did you know that, for a
while in the middle of the last century the formula used for making paper was wrong so a lot
of paperback books published then are crumbling away? As I was reading, the book was
leaving little flakes of browning paper everywhere.