Just did some repatriating of bewks to the new nation of shelves. It’s astonishing what one discovers when you lift things up. All my Virago titles from my twenties like Insiders: Women’s Experience of Prison (!), Marion Milner book, Judy Chicago, and an intelligent array of weather forecasting books and even one full of forestry terms (Pied Piper moment?) or on and on.

Recent research showed that sadly Attic Press are no longer publishing fiction, and Virago is no longer what it once was, owned as it is by the big boyos. I was reading some old Press Gang catalogues and was reminded how much publishing was once intertwined with activism and ideas for change.