I borrowed this book from York library (York Explore) months back. It was one of the books stored in the reserve, in the basement. Before I returned it I took a scan of its inside front cover and first page, with the old-style paper pouch and its small yellow card, as it reminded me of the libraries of old, particularly those of my 1970s childhood and 1980s adolescence.
Every ‘bookish’ child remembers the library of their childhood. My mum’s was a Carnegie library in Hull. Mine was Acomb library. I remember us driving there, would be the early to mid 1970s, parking in the car park behind. Remember concrete columns on the way in, a fish tank just inside the door, and the smell of the pages of Beatrix Potter books. Can also remember where the teenage section was, exactly where it was, in the 1980s.
I love this image because of that yellow card, mainly. As I recall, these were the way books were checked in and out. Can’t remember exactly how it worked, but I think they were kept in long wooden drawers.
Please feel free to share your memories of your own ‘first’ library in the comments section.
Many people I know don’t have a library card now, though they may have done when younger. So a question, too: if you don’t use local libraries now, why is that?