My last event at Hay was an unexpected treat. I entered this talk (to my shame) largely ignorant of the work of Andrew O’Hagan. However as I…
It’s normal for books and reading to fill many of my waking thoughts, but perhaps never more so than in the last few weeks. Taking part…
In a change to our normal schedule, this weeks 5 on Friday has become 6 on Saturday. Having spent the last few days at Hay…
I came away from my first event of the festival feeling full of hope and joy, and surely there can be no better way to…
Four and a half hours after leaving London via tube train and bus and we arrived in Hay, the town of books and for the next 10…
I was given this book as a Christmas present and as summer has only tempted us with little glimpses so far ‘Holiday at Home’ has brought me…
I hadn’t heard a bad word about this book before I read it so I began it with expectations already high. This is the…
Sally Jay Gorce is 21, she is in 1950’s Paris and she is intent on having a good time. She gets drunk, she loses things…
