Pestilence, anyone?

Had to pop into the main Post Office today, which in Brighton is part of WH Smith. I'd been there on Friday to change some leftover dollars and in my still jet lagged state had left behind a bag containing a present I'd bought for one of my cousins.

I'd been pessimistic about getting it back, but some kind soul had handed it in. My faith in human nature was high and I was wandering back through the shop when I saw this book display. Is this their idea of feelgood summer reading?!