Ways to Pass the Time

A cold, windy, miserable day. We attempted a walk by the Tweed, but soon gave up and retreated to the nearby coffee/cake/bookshop.

A lot of other people had had the same idea and I ended up wedged in beside this decorative object, which appears to be made out of a book, or many books- since each page seems to be the same. I wonder who made it, and how, and why.

I'll ask the next time I'm in - the staff were too busy for idle questioners today.