Among the high mountains and clear lakes, pastoral meadows with grazing sheep, knightly castles and protected heather fields, in the vastness of the country glorified by Robert Burns and Walter Scott, there is a small town with a rural biography. This town is home to Scotland's largest bookshop, owned by a man with a difficult character. He sells mainly old books, both the most common and rare and antique, and likes to call himself a misanthrope, since buyers, to be honest, often behave capriciously and defiantly. The Luddite of our time, Sean Bythell demonstratively shoots Kindle and has long and openly spoken out against the dominance of online technologies (and in parentheses - everything impersonal and cliched). But a misanthrope?.. Not a single misanthrope could have such a subtle sense of psychology, humor, nature, beauty, have as many friends as Sean Bythell, actively participate in the cultural life of the city - the Wigtown Book Festival and other important events - and be, in contrast to all the jokes about the stinginess of the Scots, generous and magnanimous. In his ironic, witty, sometimes deliberately straightforward, but certainly talented narrative, everyone will find something for themselves - someone will be interested in the everyday life of a bookstore, someone will hear the call to visit Scotland, someone -will want to read this or that magnificent book after a thinking and feeling author. And of course, everyone will be glad to meet again the old characters from “The Bookseller's Diary” or meet new ones.