How could a bookworm like me resist this?
I'm a sucker for many things, but I'm a whore for old Penguin paperbacks.
It was beaming at me in the literature section in the bookshelf of an Oxfam. If it weren't for the cover, I probably wouldn't have thought about reading a copy of D.H. Lawrence book. And I owe Mr Lawrence an apology for my ignorance.
Printed in 1965, a copy of a writer who was way ahead of his time
