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Big Bookshop Haul and a Ship.

Went again to the Big Bookshop Warehouse Clearance sale again. Previous visit documented here. (Though why I called it "Big Bookstore" is beyond me... oh well, my bad.) Bought more books.

To those wondering how I managed to get these books even though I've said that I'm broke... well, all I can say is, "Thanks, dad!" I have no shame whatsoever when it comes to books.

The spoils:
  • Case Histories by Kate Atkinson
  • The Grand Complication by Allen Kurzweil
  • The Book Nobody Read by Owen Gingreich
  • I'll Go To Bed At Noon by Gerard Woodward
  • My Life as a Fake by Peter Carey
  • Bliss by Peter Carey
  • Jack Maggs by Peter Carey
  • Collected Stories by Peter Carey
  • The Ode Less Travelled (book and audiobook) by Stephen Fry (recommended by Sympozium and Sharon)
  • The Colour by Rose Tremain
  • The Darkness of Wallis Simpson by Rose Tremain
  • Shalimar the Clown by Salman Rushdie (finally broke down and got it...)
Good thing I went again. A lot of these books weren't there when I went the first time.

I also visited MV Doulos, the book-ship that's docked in Klang. Er, it was nice, I guess. Had a brief revisit to my childhood when I saw three of Val Biro's Gumdrop children's books I had never seen before. Couldn't buy them though... too expensive at RM24 each.
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  1. Anonymous23/7/06 8:27 am

    NOOOOOOOO..... you've got the STEPHEN FRY book that I've looked for ages and ages!! Aaaarrgghh!! :p

    Have fun going through all those books! Am going to the Sale today. Hopefully, they still have copies of Stephen Fry's book!

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  2. Ted Mahsun23/7/06 10:10 am

    No worries... a huge stack of 'em awaits.

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  3. bibliobibuli23/7/06 11:07 am

    you did well ted!!

    i think i gotta go again!!

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  4. Lydia Teh23/7/06 3:24 pm

    Sharon, I think you should stop reading blogs that mentioned anything about going to a book sale. One day your house will be overtaken by books, then you can use them to make a house made of books, something like the house made of food in Hansel and Gretel. Then you can entice all the book lovers to drop by your house. They'll take a leaf here, a few pages there, and you've got them ensnared. Then you can lock them in a cage and force them to work for you while you spend the whole day reading and reading and of course, buying books from warehouse sales.

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  5. Lydia Teh24/7/06 12:39 am

    Sharon, Ted, I've rewritten the Hansel and Gretel story on my blog. Dedicated to you guys.

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  6. Anonymous24/7/06 9:52 am

    I went there last Saturday and I bought errm, a full load of basket? Two of the books are from your list, Case Histories - Kate Atkinson and I'll Go To Bed At Noon - Gerard Woodward.

    I have to admit I bought stacks of the RM2 and RM3 recipe booklets for my mom too. Well, I think those are considered bribery, because now I need money for new shelf, which I promised her that I would install it this month. She couldn't take the way I arrange books (that can't fit current shelves now) on the floor. :SS

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  7. Ted Mahsun24/7/06 10:01 am

    Hope you enjoy your books!

    ooooh... i cant stand recipe books... they always make me go hungry. my mother always buys one or two from any warehouse sale and when I visit she shows them to me... just to make me hungry!

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