![]() ![]() I felt the urge to visit there myself, to discover what book I might be prescribed to read and why. ![]() The idea of a bookshop prescribing books to its customers is also very appealing. In them I loved and laughed and found out more than in my whole non-reading life. I think I learned all my feelings from books. The writing is delightful, even in translation and especially for a bibliophile like me as I read words such as this: books were my friends, said Catherine, and cooled her cheek, which was red from the heat of cooking, on her wineglass. There were a lot of things that I really, really loved about this book. Despite his skills, however, he seems unable to diagnose and resolve his own emotional issues and he is, as the translation of his French surname tells us, Mr Lost. He only has to speak to them a little, sometimes only has to see them, and he instinctively knows which book will help them. Actually, rather than being a normal sort of bookshop it is more of a chemist's, since he is something of a literary apothecary, prescribing books to his customers that he senses will soothe their souls, and relieve whatever troubles are ailing them. Monsieur Perdu has a barge on the Seine, and in that barge he has his bookshop. Summary: Definitely one for book lovers, a lovely story that is funny, moving and engaging. ![]()
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