A bookseller without a shop, a scar covered rapper, a dyslexic, opera loving punk, a wannabe popstar, a mattress too big for a bed, another bombscare... The staircases of John Clancy’s terraced house are filled with hundreds of unsold volumes like a Noah’s Ark of Knowledge telling the stories of a city that has known stormier times. John Clancy treads a new path through the pages yellowed by time and cigarette smoke.