Some time towards the end of July it occurred to me that it might be a merry jape to turn up at my friend Shaun Bythell's magnificent emporium, The Bookshop , in the course of the Wigtown Book Festival, clutching a number of handbound editions of The McAvinchey Codex and purporting to be either the … Continue reading Ch. 5: A visit to another printer’s – making it real