Bobbies

Not for me… clearly.
Getting over the fact that they sell gay books, I can imagine finding a specific book in here would be hard. There is no clear display sections in here, it’s a bit of a jungle. But, I imagine that alot of them would be about the same thing… So just grab one and see.
Staff were great fun.

Bobbies, with its jet black fronting, tries so desperately to look inconspicuous on Morrison Street… much like a pervert in a Mac. For that reason, I noticed it right away. Not that I seek out weatherproof sex offenders, but I’d like to think that most people would notice a slimy brothel creeper.
From the content in the window, you can tell it’s going to be a bit on the sleazy side, but it’s not as disreputable as its front suggests. It’s not so much porntastic than designed for people who flirt with erotica, in particular novels and some cartoons. It’s the place to find fetish literature, comic strips called «FREAK», and novels with gay content.
I was most impressed with the latter section of the store, since off the top of my head I can’t think of anywhere in Scotland that specialise in this genre. Last time I saw a store specialising in gay lit sales I was in New York, so it’s cool to see this genre’s not sidelined on this side of the Atlantic.
So although Bobbie’s does its best to blend in with its exterior (staying neutral to be inoffensive, I suppose) on the inside you’re met with a mixture of material. Not for everyone, but these kind of shops are good for people who don’t want to buy everything online. Sometimes books of a sexual nature are far too veiled in secrecy, so with Bobbies at least people who are interested in such literature can located copies of supplements without having to surrepticiously slip them in a bag under the counter. It offers enough subtlety and privacy so that customers can appease their hobbies in peace.