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January 22, 2013



Fantastic, accurate remembrance of the man and his impenetrable book dungeon.

I had only recently discovered that Bob Gould wasn't just the somnolent whiskery presence behind the high counter but an old friend of my grandfather's and was lucky enough to have a yarn with him. A great bloke and much missed.

john b

Only discovered the shop last year, but it is truly amazing. Exactly the kind of book warren you'd create for an over-the-top comedy, but that couldn't possibly exist in real life. And very useful in a country where a trade paperback costs 20 quid new.

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