Royal Bloody Mail

RBC HQ has been caught out by Royal Mail's change to the way parcels are categorised and, to our shame, have had to witness the undignified sight of one of our members having to pay an extra £4.50 to the postman so that she could collect her Random Book; a saucy offering from the 1980s.  Sorry Fi.

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A few years ago we held a public book burning to highlight the problem we had with too much stock coming in, and not enough going out.  At the time we were subjected to a pretty hysterical reaction from a lot of people.  Now is the time for those people to step up and join the Random Book Club.  If you don't, we'll burn a whole lot more.  And this time it will be YOUR fault.

Behind the scenes at the Random Book Club

This is the largest second-hand bookshop in Scotland.

A couple of years ago we noticed a significant change in the balance between the number of books coming in, and the number going out.  The former increased because there has been a massive decline in the number or second-hand bookshops in the country (so there are fewer places for people to bring books which they want to sell) and the latter decreased due to people increasingly buying online.

The online buying experience - convenient though it is - does not permit the luxury of bowsing in an old bookshop with a stock of 100,000 titles.  It can't give you the chance of finding something which you not only never knew you wanted, but possibly never even knew existed.

The Random Book Club is our attempt to redress the balance - to give people the chance to stumble across something which they didn't know they wanted; to bring the serendipity of finding something new, and at an affordable price.  And to find a way to keep good, interesting stock moving.  Stock which, due to changing buying habits and the decline of the high street, we would have no other outlet for.

We've run out of space, but the supply of great books keeps coming in.  The Random Book Club is our attempt to keep them moving.

The smell of customers.

Despite our best efforts to bring the experience of browsing in a second-hand bookshop to your home, there's one experience we haven't quite mastered - that of the farting customer.  Actually, I suppose that's part of the bookseller's experience, rather than the book buyer's.