In my post 'Along the Grand Western Canal', I mentioned the wildflower book my parents gave me for my eleventh birthday
in 1964 and which I’ve loved and used ever since, to the extent that it was
falling apart. I couldn’t replace it, not only because it’s out of print but
also because it contains six decades’ worth of my plant-spotting notes.
I am pleased to report, therefore, that it has now been meticulously restored by Celandine Books of Wiveliscombe and I’m thrilled with the result. They’ve kept all the character of the book and turned it into something beautiful and usable again.
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