Taoyuan Nights

This week, like Michael Turton, I’ve been taking advantage of my post-exam-marking holiday by using the opportunity to wander around Taipei. I had barely taken a step from the train, however, when I came across a wondrous collection of books…

I’m not sure I want to try saying the name of this bookshop aloud.

An encouraging title.

Now, if only it really was this easy.

There is a special place in my heart for books about English grammar and style
that can’t even get the title of the book right.

Irony.

More irony.

What??? There’s only 103?