There are few happier moments than those spent browsing through a mouldering, dusty, asthma inducing second bookstore, piled high with books nearly falling on your head.

‘Why second hand bookshops are just my type’ by Theodore Dalrymple (you can tell he’s British because he says ‘bookshop’ instead of ‘bookstore’ and because only someone British would have a name like ‘Dalrymple)