The first time I was was introduced to a “Reading Room” was on our visit to Orkney.
Betty’s Reading Room is located by the small ferry terminal in Tingwall, a tiny settlement on the north-east coast of Orkney’s West Mainland, which looks across the Gairsay Sound to the islands of Gairsay, Wyre and Rousay.
Craig Mollison and Jane Spiers chose to breathe life into a derelict bothy, as a tribute to their beloved friend, Betty Prictor who passed away unexpectedly in 2007.
April 2012, Betty’s Reading Room was opened to travelers waiting to catch the Ferry.
Reading Rooms are personal, a place to find ourselves with a book in hand. Most reading rooms resemble a library, a quiet space for seeking solitude and concentration. Perhaps Reading Rooms are created wherever we meet up with a story.
Today, I want to share my Reading Room in nature where I will meet up with Robin Hood and his seven score of merry men.
“You who so plod amid serious things that you feel it shame to give yourself up even for a few short moments to mirth and joyousness in the land of Fancy; you who think that life hath nought to do with innocent laughter that can harm no one; these pages are not for you.” Howard Pyle, From the Author to the Reader, The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood