A small shop with
a long memory
We opened The Margin in a former print works because a room that once made books felt like the right place to keep them alive.
our story
The Margin began as a single trestle table of secondhand paperbacks at a Sunday market. People kept coming back — not just for the books, but for the notes we tucked inside them: a line about why this one mattered, a warning that chapter four would wreck you.
Today we’re a proper shop with a reading room, a poetry wall, and a standing invitation: pull anything down, find the margin note, and decide for yourself. We’d rather sell you one book you love than ten you’ll never finish.
How we shelve
Read before recommended
Nothing reaches the front table until a bookseller has read it and written the shelf-talker by hand.
Used & rare, fairly priced
Second-hand books are meant to be read again — not locked in a cabinet. We price for readers.
A room to stay in
The reading room is free, always. Bring your own book if you like; the coffee is on us after noon.
The people who write the notes
Rae Sundqvist
Fiction & founderWill not stop talking about translated literature. Ask about the staff shelf.
Sam Okeke
Poetry cornerRuns Poetry at Dusk. Believes every poem is shorter than your commute.
Theo Marsh
Used & rareHas a sixth sense for first editions and a weakness for marginalia.
Stop by and say hello
14 Hawkstone Lane, by the old print works. Open Tuesday to Sunday.
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