About 5 years ago my sister lost a book of poetry (William Blake), so recently she decided to replace it and ordered a second hand copy on eBay. It arrived today.
It's got her handwritten notes in it. It's hers.
About 5 years ago my sister lost a book of poetry (William Blake), so recently she decided to replace it and ordered a second hand copy on eBay. It arrived today.
It's got her handwritten notes in it. It's hers.
please don't play with me :)
@MikeMorris Someone also found a lost camera while magnet fishing. It has photos from a woman who speaks Mandarin that was traveling the world.
It's "found stuff" day on mastodon!
@MikeMorris that’s amazing!
I was in an antique shop the other day, saw a book I’d read as a kid, picked it up to refresh my memory. Saw a name plate that matched one I’d had as a kid, & smiled. Saw my name on the nameplate and was amazed.(I don’t know when or why I let the book out of the house, but definitely a while back!)
#KingOfTheWind
@SimonBrett @MikeMorris My family moved back to a city we'd lived in when I was 5. I auditioned for a play, and the director mentioned that I looked like someone she used to babysit. Somehow I pulled that lady's name out of my head 12 years later.
I've also run into 3 separate people I'd first met in a completely different state. Sometimes real life is stranger than fiction.
Such a wonderful story!
A couple years ago I bought a junk jewelry bracelet on ebay that I’m almost certain was mine as a teen. The exact same stone is missing.
" Later, when he met the author and told the author this story, the author told him that a year or so before he'd lost a copy of the book in London and it was a particular copy that he'd been annotating to change the English into American spellings and things like that, and he'd lost it on the Tube. And when Anthony Hopkins showed him the copy of the book that he'd found on the tube months later, it turned out to be exactly the same book. "
I purchased a paperback copy of Rushdie's "The Ground Beneath Her Feet" on my way to my first out-of-state opera gig when I was 20. After years of travel with it, a friend borrowed it, failed to even open it, and promptly lost it.
I moved somewhere with more book-room, and a used hardcover copy of that book, purchased from a seller online was my first purchase. I didn't care what it looked like, so long as it was in good repair.
When it arrived, it was a signed first edition.