


In case you were wondering, these are every bit as fantastic as I thought they would be. I sent KISS KISS cover to friends for their anniversary and I just sent off A Book of Scripts and A Severed Head and I've had Robert Burns propped on my desk because it's the loveliest colour. Some of my own books (pilfered from my mother, and no-mummie-you-may-not-have-King-Lear-back-don't-both-asking) have the gorgeous covers. I wish they had The Psychology of Sex because that's a gorgeous colour and slightly embarrassing to get in the mail. I found a copy a couple of years ago at a church booksale with Mary and I've tried my best to read it but really. One can only read about so much hysteria...
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