We are constantly reading. Street signs, text messages, menus and tweets. We are surrounded by words all day, and in its assortment of twenty-six letters, the English language is the most influential form of communication. Whilst the ever-evolving digital world, forces us to scroll aimlessly, skim through sentences, and abbreviate our words, you can’t deny that nothing beats the crispness of a book in hand and the depth of the page between your fingers. The crackle of the paper and a new uncreased spine. The hurried fold between pages, with your favourite bookmark or bus ticket sandwiched between the chapters, rough annotations on textbooks and fluorescent markers hanging by the sides. The satisfaction of tucking in a fresh spine onto the stacks of your bookshelf is a feeling that AI, Kindles or audiobooks cannot recreate.