Pages of Hackney

Pages of Hackney, 70 Lower Clapton Road, London E5 0RN

I’ve always had a bit of a hard time with the expression “don’t judge a book by its cover”. Of course, I know that it’s talking about people, not books, but I still think books are an odd place to look to for this kind of sentiment. Surely, as readers, we do judge books by their covers, because if the individuality of each edition and each individual book and the degree of love and wear it’s had didn’t make any impression on us, we’d all be reading off our Kindles, where every copy of every book looks exactly the same. Thankfully, we’re not.

However I’ll admit that Pages of Hackney is a perfect example of the spirit of this phrase. It doesn’t really look like much from the outside. The shop is small, it’s not immediately evident that it’s a bookshop and, in a sympathetic way, it looks a little bit tired. But on the inside, you see that it has a bit more energy than you thought. The shop hosts book talks, readings, debates, film screenings and the occasional photography exhibit. Who knew?

Despite its small size, the shop manages to cram in an amazing selection of books.  On the ground floor are the new books.  There are many contemporary and classic fiction books, which are all in very good order, although it seems like many have been taken out, admired and put back in odd places, but I think it’s nice that the staff aren’t obsessively trying to straighten up the shelves.  I like a little mess sometimes.  My favourite thing about these shelves though is that in addition to the usual announcement that we are in the “Fiction” section, the chalk writing on the tops of the black bookshelves sometimes labels them “tall tales” and “yarns”.  I wish I knew more about the people who work here because they seem to really enjoy playing with fun and bookish ideas.

There are poetry, travel and culture sections, as you’d expect, and a relatively small but very good selection of children’s books.  I truly believe that children’s books are just as important as adult ones and possibly more so, since they shape not only the kind of adult books we’ll read, but the kind of adults we’ll be.  So, I’m always glad to see a bookshop that replaces the litany of silly, money-grabbing children’s books like “Candy: The Magical Make-up Fairy” (don’t worry, I made that up to prove my point) with books like Inkheart and The Chronicles of Narnia.

After a nice long look through the novels (and an envious flip through the hardcover edition of Philip Pullman’s new Grimms’ Fairytales which is so beautiful but so expensive!) I migrated down to the basement and its incredible collection of second hand books.

Walking down into the basement, my first thought was “Well, this is a bit odd.”  The centre of the room is mostly empty but the walls are absolutely crammed with books.  When you move further down into the basement, there’s a couch and an armchair, as well as a tiny child-sized piano (the keys don’t work, I tried), which makes you feel a bit like you’ve accidentally wandered into Alice Liddell’s living room.  Once I got over the strangeness and started to peruse the shelves, I realised that there was something magical about this poky little basement.  There are just so many books!  Just when you think you’ve come to the end of them, you notice there’s a table in the corner covered with them and under it another box-full and behind it yet another.

But it’s not just the number of books that’s amazing.  The books on offer are beautiful and interesting.  I found a Chinese novel (I hate that I can’t remember the name!) written in English for the Peking Foreign Language Press.  Inside it was tucked a little brochure with a family tree of the main characters and a beautiful Ex Libris label on the front leaf with a hand-written name.  It came in its own case and cost only £3.  I wanted it so much, but had a hard time justifying the purchase, so I had to leave it.  There was also a lovely old edition of Middlemarch with beautiful illustrations and the smallest print you could imagine and loads and loads of vintage children’s books.  One of the walls was entirely covered by Penguin and Puffin Classics paperbacks.  A huge variety of titles were represented.  In this section there was, by coincidence or design I don’t know, a huge number of D.H. Lawrence novels.  I bought The Rainbow, one of Lawrence’s earlier novels, for £4. I haven’t read it before and I seem to vaguely remember it having some kind of connection to Women in Love.  I’ll read it and let you know.  I also dragged my boyfriend along with me today (not that it was that hard) and he bought a £3 collection of essays by Jon Stewart.  Brilliant. Anyway, what amazed me most about this bookshop was just how inexpensive all the second hand books were; some were so beautiful that paying a measly £3 or 4 felt like stealing. I think Pages has struck a perfect balance between the modern publishing industry upstairs and the joy of used books in the basement.

In addition to The Rainbow, I also picked up something very exciting; a map of London’s independent bookshops!  Some I’ve already written about , others I’ve been to and want to write about, but there were many I had never heard of, which means that now I have even more ammunition to throw into my anti-Amazon revolution!

And boy do we need a revolution.  In the bookshop today, there was a little girl, probably four years old.  She had picked up one of the second hand children’s books and was holding it softly, like the treasure it was.  She asked her parents if she could buy it and I think her heart and mine broke when they said no.  It reminded me of a time when I was working in a bookshop and a little girl dropped her fuzzy pink purse on the ground because she was walking around with her face buried in her book.  Her mother scolded her for not taking better care of the purse and said “It’s like all you care about is that book.”  I couldn’t believe it; that kind of behaviour from little children – especially little girls – should be praised and encouraged, not criticised!

I know that sometimes books can be expensive.  But isn’t that all the more reason that we have to make sure that we protect not only bookshops like this, but also our public libraries?  I’ve been  told that digital readers are a good thing because ebooks are cheaper and thus, by some kind of logic, an equalising force.  I can’t believe someone is trying to defend ebooks by this kind of weak moral argument.  The truth is, in this day and age, it’s not difficult for children to get their hands on books.  I don’t know about you, but it seems to me like teachers and librarians and parents and siblings and every adult in their lives wants children to read more.  The issue is inspiring the children, and from personal experience, being the keeper of a book is the best way to learn to love them.  Being given the responsibility to care for a beautiful book, whether borrowed or bought, teaches a little girl that books are important, sacred, but most importantly hers.  It shows that she has the ability and the right to access this magical world of knowledge and imagination and creativity. I truly don’t believe that there’s any greater educator than that.

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15 responses to “Pages of Hackney

  1. I read the final picture as ‘indecent’ instead of ‘independent’ and thought Oh – Scandalous, I wonder what they listed 😀

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  2. I love this! The little girl with her nose forever in a book was me, since I was 4 years old til now. Bookstores have to be the most enchanted places ever…ancient secrets and surprises lurk about every corner. Always enjoy your posts! 🙂

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  3. What a lovely write up Emily, and what a wonderful blog you have here. I am a staunch anti-Kindleite and it’s great to hear someone lauding independent bookshops. And I have to say that I’m sick of going into my local library to find that they’re promoting just about anything but books….

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  4. A London bookshop map? Wow! I’ve been following all of your intriquing discoveries so I guess I can look forward to more. About children and reading…I was aghast to hear the story of the young child who dropped the ‘fancy purse’ in lieu of a book she wanted. And the parent response? Arghh. If we want to excite children abour reading, we need to educate parents and the media. What do we get in Canada? We get huge publicity about all of the Adult awards and none about the Children’s awards. What a misnomer. If kids aren’t reading, the high-fallutin’ Adult awards wouldn’t have any readers. Love your blog posts.

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  5. I’d love to get my hands on that bookshop map! But this blog is giving me plenty of ideas about where to go in London town for books. Love it!

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  6. I too am glad that not everyone has converted over to kindles! How else would we know what that interesting stranger in the coffee shop is reading?
    Besides that, that bookshop looks amazing. It’s hard to find a good used bookshop around here other than Half Price Books (which I do enjoy). Next time I take an adventure down to my favorite one called Recycled Books I’ll have to take some photos.

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  7. I am so glad my parents encouraged my reading and I made sure that my children were all reading lovers too. I don’t think you can make children reading lovers but you can certainly set a good example and definitely encourage them. It usually pays off.
    I love what I have read of your blog and look forward to reading more.

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  8. bendanarama

    I use both Kindles – well, a tablet – and paper books, but I still never pass up an excuse to nosy in bookshops. There’s a little independent one in my hometown in Kent that always has stuff I’ve never heard of in it. They’re true treasure-troves.
    Thanks for the like on my blog!

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  9. What a lovely post! I would love to go and check out this book store but alas I am too far. (I live in Canada) I myself prever to head to a bookstore or a library and have the physical copy of the book. I have a kobo and enjoy reading off of it, but it is not the same experience. I think it’s better if parents bought their kids books and fed their love of reading instead of buying toys or video games, etc.

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  10. A lovely write up. I would love to visit this little place on my next trip to London x Great blog!

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  11. Yes, it seems the corporate business of books has infiltrated the market and it is wonderful to see the beautiful classics and the wonderful books by new authors with stories that inspire and educate on the bookshelves….I loved Stewart Little and The Borrowers and the list goes on!

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  12. How many of us could say, i was that little girl – but a boy. Will visit this one over Chrstms when I’m in London. Do you review fictional bookshops/ libraries too?

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  13. I LOVE used book stores. It’s great to wander through a used book store, breathing in the smell of old books, and then chancing upon an unexpected treasure. Thanks for the post 🙂

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  14. You have hooked me here. Now I can see why you liked the book tree.

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