Growing up I yearned to leave my nest here in the UK and settle down somewhere where there is more life, more culture, and more things to see and grow inspiration from.
I live in a small town, and there isn’t much to see unless The Transport Museum is your idea of fun. There isn’t much to do unless walking through the canals is your idea of excitement. There isn’t much to look at unless the University Campuses spread across the City as your idea of inspiration.
It used to really get me down. The industrialization. The very little history. The pure greyness of the City. This was until I took off my dark spectacles and replaced them with rose tinted glasses. I forced my pessimistic approach on seeing the world and changed it to a more positive one.
I soon realized the UK is full of hidden gems that need to be uncovered by people who are in search of the jewels. Lucky for me I have two very adventurous sisters. Although we are different on 100 other levels, there are very very very few things we all agree on and like. The first is being spontaneous and adventurous and the second is reading books!
My older sister is basically an encyclopedia for all the cool and quirky places around West Midlands. She had been going on about barn nestled away somewhere on the countryside lanes of Nuneaton.
It was a barn that had been converted in a library!
It was the absolute cutest thing I have ever seen or been to in my life!
As you enter the building there is a reception which reminded me off the bookshop in Diagon Alley in Harry Potter! Books were stacked on top of each other and mounted over the receptionist.
In front of her we were greeted by shelves and shelves and shelves of books. All alphabetized and put in genre order!
There was the most cutest section on the second floor. A short flight of stairs took me to the children section.
My long lost childhood friends were all sitting on shelves and on tables waiting for me!
When I had finished catching up with all the characters that helped mold my imagination and taking pictures of the most cutest spot for children I headed downstairs to explore the rest of the barn.
The further you went it the more shelves you found stacked with books and book and more books. It was a book lovers heaven.
Different colored spines could be found standing like soldiers on windowsills, on top of the barns bars, on table, on top of each other in the corner, held captive in pristine showcases.
Every section had its own chair. There were fancy armchairs, there were wooden old chairs, there were chaise lounges, there were rocking chairs, there were sofas. Basically I sort every type of chair in this little barn full of books.
Books I haven’t even heard of, authors I have never known, crept out of their shadows to show their faces to me.
I wish I had a super power that could soak up all the stories in the books I know I’ll never read just so I can store the wisdom in my mind. But that would be cheating and we are not cheats around here!
Ansty Book Farm was truly one of the most amazing things I have seen. It’s the little things that tickle my excitement and the book farm is another gem I fell in love with.