Driving to work among Monday’s morning rush hour, I happened to catch a reading on BBC Radio 4 which hailed the common book as the most powerful object of our time. A bold claim, I thought, until I considered the previous day where I had joined a literature trail in Hebden Bridge with others united by one common interest – a love of books. Old and young, press and public: it was all aboard the Northern Poetry Train to Hebden Bridge.
