I leafed through this book containing a plethora of photographs of gorgeous libraries in Waterstones a while ago, and after being reminded of it by Jason today, I couldn’t resist pimping a bit of Hot Library Smut. Maybe it’s because my Mom’s a librarian, but I’ve always been fascinated by libraries, the spaces as much as the books within.
I remember the first time I saw inside the British Library (British Museum branch) and that giant domed chamber, full of more history and knowledge than I could comfortably conceive, blew my mind.
The learned and eager to learn have flocked to libraries for thousands of years, and you can literally smell history in dusty rows of books. It’s easy to romanticise libraries, and rightly so: they’re truly wonderful, wonderful things, and I do worry for their future.
