Originally posted on WisdomLite.wordpress.com
For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go.
I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.
— Robert Louis Stevenson’s, Travels with a Donkey in the Cévennes (1878).
I have just bought a copy of this book. Clearly old, though undated, it has a story of it’s own. Glued to the inside of the front cover, it is a hard back, is a label telling me it is from ‘South Wilts Grammar School for Girls Salisbury’. It was first loaned out in September 1949, though the book appears not to have been popular with the girls. The next loan was nearly five years later in January 1954. A further three years then pass by, before a girl was interested enough to borrow it. The fourth and final loan was then eight years later, in March 1965. After which it appears to have found a…
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