I HAVE a recollection of some 18th-century Frenchman once writing: “Collectors are like a man who eats oysters – he chooses the best at first but ends up eating them all.”
Collectors will recognise this tendency. I confess I count myself in this camp, though I am having counselling to resist the urges.
For me it started with buying a first edition of Raymond Chandler’s 1953 classic, The Long Goodbye. Next it became a full set of American first editions. Then others.
They were always books that meant a lot to me – like Molesworth, Pooh or Dickens. With Dickens it was bound copies of some of his books as they were first published in monthly instalments. The pleasure was in reading him...