There’s a reason why a lot of interior designers call on old books to bring charm to new rooms. A job lot of Penguin Classics haphazardly arranged on a factory-weathered shelf can single-handedly convince a pub’s clientele that the Sunday roast really is worth £8 more than it should be. Being surrounded by books is comforting, cocooned in all that dusty old wisdom and buoyed by the idea that, if you wanted to, you could just come into this establishment, pluck a book down and sit there casually reading until dinner time.
Except, of course, you usually don’t. The books tend to be there for decoration. Some places even glue theirs down. Luckily, The Standard, London has provided a reading experience quite unlike any other for their customers to enjoy. A meticulously-curated library of the kinds of books that have potentially been overlooked for decades: meters and meters of obscure non-fiction, text and reference books from the 1970s and 1980s, arranged in the style of an educational library to encourage you to get stuck in.