I don’t think I would ever have been in the right section of a bookshop to have spotted my first random book: Gold – the race for the world’s most seductive metal. It wasn’t at all what I expected either (to the extent I had any idea what to expect); instead of starting with something like ‘In 6000 BC …’, it opens with the author going down a South African gold mine almost three miles deep. It was a fascinating read and just as I finished, it turned up as Radio 4’s book of the week. How spooky is that?
The Random Book Club
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