Waking at 4:40 am, the journey from Surrey to Wales is a blur. A noisey rush along empty motorways, some hair-raising buffeting on the Severn bridge, and then a drawn out, madcap dash down a warren of country roads to…
Tag: Hay
For some reason my life is always at its busiest during the Hay Festival, and, to prove a point, this year I’ve been so busy as to nearly forget the UK’s crown jewel of Literature festivals. Nonetheless, the UK’s busiest annual literature…