Have there ever been a bookshop more happily named?

And accurately. The moment I see the bookshop I am definitely filled with reading delight.

“Hello, my name is Katarina Bivald. I am currently traveling across the UK visiting some of the best bookshops, and naturally I’ve come to you. But I am only allowed to buy one book in each bookshop.”
The guy behind the counter looks down at my three Toppings & Co bags. “How’s that working out for you?”
“Err, yes.”
“You know, you’ll have to buy as many here. It’s only fair.”

And he had a point. I wouldn’t want to be unfair. Luckily for Louise’s faith in my self discipline (non-exitent I’m afrain, both the faith and the discipline) I managed to restrict myself to two books and a bag. But it was not easy.

Mr B:s is one of those bookshop (and my god, UK has a lot of them) where you can stroll around for hours, discovering new small, enchanting details wherever you look.

Their recommendation? The Break.

And then I had to buy The Next Step in the Dance as well, since they are so impressed by the author that they”re publishing his book themselves.

“This author is our bestseller at the moment, only by word of mouth.”