Ain't they purdy? I'd be as happy as Peter Blake from Penguin Australasia if I was surrounded by a gazillion of the most splendiferous looking books in the world. Piccie from here.
Penguin has released 50 titles (25 fiction and 25 non) in the original orange-and-cream cover and made my life complete.
What is it about these little puppies that I'd give up my faux-leather passport cover for? Is it that they cost less than a rocket and capsicum sandwich? That they remind me of my first orange-and-cream Penguin (The Year of the Triffids) that I bought at a school fete in 1983 when I was but a whipper snapper with a whole primary school world of bonza badges ahead of me?
Is it that some head honcho-type people at Penguin in London were so doubtful the concept of inexpensive books with cool retro covers would work they decided to only release them for sale in Australia, New Zealand and India, as opposed to the 'real' market for 'real' readers in the UK?
Bah. Whatever the reason, I'm in love. They should go nicely with my Penguin mug, and Penguin scarf, and Penguin shoe horn.