DAVID RENTON is puzzled by an ambitious attempt to look back on world culture from the future without engaging with or understanding it
Shine on Silver Moon
JAMIE BRITTON is spurred by the memoir of a feminist bookshop to remember streets once filled with radical literature and activism

A Bookshop of One’s Own
Jane Cholmeley, Mudlark, £16.99
CHARING CROSS ROAD in London has changed. Back in the 1980s I had made the foolhardy decision to move to London. Foolhardy in that I was in my twenties and had no idea of “city life” and secondly, I had no work to go to. So I ended up working at Foyles bookshop.
I hated it.
During my lunch break (I had to “clock off”) I would walk miserably down Charing Cross Road dreaming of all those other bookshops that so nicer to work for. Film, crime, art, second hand; this was a place of wonder for a bibliophile. And then I would end up at 68 Silver Moon, whose window displays were always eye-catching, at times humorous, but always welcoming.
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