Modern Prose. Chosen & Arranged By Guy. N. Pocock M A. Made in Great Britain at The Temple Press, Letchworth, Herts. Last Reprinted 1940.
When I opened this small book up, the delicate fabric bookmark was pressed in between the pages. It felt as though it hadn’t been opened in decades. I love the blue colour of the fabric and also the pink pencil that was used to pencil in the corresponding embossed portrait on the front of the book.
This belonged to a relative of Mr. OP’s, although the prominent name throughout – Carl Bennett – was not a relative. He signed his name in three places, including the side. It’s too common a name to research and find out who he was.
Modern Prose. Again, something that lays claim to the term modern so easily finds itself out of date.
Status: It’s sort of a family heirloom, even though it didn’t belong to a relative? So untouchable by me.
Kill-ratio: 27:2 / ~14:1
Alt-title: Untitled Tome No. 252 For A Modern Free Spirit.
The customary shout out to Richard, and John, for inspiring the Alt-Title Untitled post stuff, and to Ben for the jokes format.
It’s Sunday of the long weekend, and the slippers have metaphorically won out over the to-do list. Although I walked a lot. In boots.
Saw the Buddha show at the Museum of Anthropology and walked with friends on the seawall. It was sunny all day. Perfect weather to inspire gratitude.
Obsolescence Project 
What a wonderful-looking object. Really like the profile drawing in the first two shots (which are great, and remind me of Julian Schnabel for some reason). Thanks very much for all the shouts:)
Thanks Richard. Yes the profile drawing is fab isn’t it. Julian Schnabel eh? Haven’t looked at his work in a while. Although did see the film, The Diving Bell and The Butterfly.