Charming.

Writers, you know how you sometimes have those peevish moments when you're in a bookshop and they've got the publication of some obnoxious person (the ghostwritten 'autobiography' of a revolting reality TV celebrity; anything by Jeremy Clarkson* etc), but they don't have your book in stock? Annoying, isn't it?

Well, today in Waterstone's in Wigan I think I found the definitive example of that - they had two copies of Mein Kampf in! Two copies! There's no justice in the book retail trade.

And yes, I know they're there for historians to use as reference. My indignation here is comic license.


* Which reminds me of a joke, actually: did you know that the new dictionary definition of the word countryside is the act of assassinating Jeremy Clarkson? Boomboomtish.