Chumley & Pepys On Books

We have been having English weather of late. The overcast grey and mild temperatures with a hint of moisture on the way. Quite far from the...

This afternoon I locked the door to Chumley and Pepys Secondhand Books at 48 Albert Street, Stratford, for the last time. I put two garbage ...

Dust motes and bare shelves, tired thoughts and diminshed energies; hard to think I shall close the door and never return. Today, after almo...

Dans la multiple rencontre Dans la multiple recontre faisons a tout sa part, afin que l'ordre se montre parmi les propos du hasard. ...

While making a card for my brother-in-law's birthday, I came across one of our scanned photographs which I had forgotten about. My wife...

Recovering the past is to walk the labyrinth of inner thoughts. One hopes to find sources of meaning on the way in, and one hopes to discove...

Author photographs can be misleading. Some of them anyway. We have all seen the expensive professional photographs of famous popular writers...

During the first year of operating Chumley & Pepys Second-hand Books, a customer came in and asked if we had any connection to Chumley...

It was a Remedios Varo kind of day.

On The Beach On the 19th of August, 1826, John Galt , novelist, poet, writer and business entrepreneur, along with his financial associates...

In opening a letter today, my thoughts, enveloped in the folds of my self-concerns, returned to the city of my birth. It was a special lette...

There is a strange phenomenon I have noticed with certain books. It is as if they want to belong to you; they can not be lost permanently. L...