Category: The Move

Walls have ears…

‘…that’s why we don’t eat their pies’ was the rather lame ‘joke’ on the shop floor when one of my big brothers worked at Walls sausage and pie factory many […]

Bhajis from the bothy

Our next door neighbours at 109 have been Klass Leather shop and Mitchells Amusement Arcade. Mitchells are located on the ground floor of the magnificent, crumbling, neoclassical Panopticon Theatre. Stan […]

Tides and Time

Hello again to the patient readers of the Liblog. The metaphorical tides of journals and shelves, files and books have been swept up and reconstituted into the lovingly labelled, serried […]

Book Boxes

Book Boxes; the clue is in the name. Boxes that are made for packing books. Not boxes that are made to pack archive files. And you can tell this is […]

Digestion

Does anyone else think that this move is proceeding like it’s being driven by peristalsis? I don’t even think we’ve managed to get past the stomach yet. I find an […]

Has anybody seen…

…the video camera? Has anybody seen the parcel tape? Has anybody seen the elastic bands? Has anybody seen the camera – no not the video camera, I’ve found that, the […]

moving space

The Library is moving. I mean that in two senses as I write. Yards of books and files are morphing into piles of boxes, furniture is being displaced and recycled […]