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I awoke to the sound of howling wind and rain lashing against the bedroom window. When I opened the shop, I noticed that the window was leaking onto the books in the display, so I grabbed some saucepans from the kitchen to catch the drips, then lit the fire and huddled over it for ten minutes in a vain attempt to warm up.

Shortly after I’d opened the shop, a group of about eight youngish people (mid-twenties) came in and wandered about for an hour. Not one of them bought a book.

Tracy (RSPB) came in at 10 a.m. to use the wifi. She spent the morning sitting by the fire looking for jobs.

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