Non-fiction

True story. Strolling along Princes Street this morning, I noticed a solitary book sitting on one of the benches. One of those benches with a plaque on it, usually in memory of someone.

Strangely though, the book was left on a bench presented by the National Federation of Retail Newsagents, Booksellers and Stationers.

Wonder if it was one of those Book Crossing things? If only I'd picked it up instead of blipping it.