Saturday, 2 March 2013
An evening out
Yesterday evening I interviewed the author of this book in front of a small audience at a nearby literature festival. It's the first time I've ever done an interview on a stage before. I spent about a month reading and re-reading this lovely book, and for the last week I've been learning my questions. I was nervous just before the event, but I need not have worried, because the author, Rachel Joyce, was lovely. She was an actress before she was an author, so she had a great voice, and she did some readings from the book. The interview was held in a large church in nearby Oundle. There were about 80 people in the audience. I think it went smoothly. One old lady told me afterwards that she couldn't hear a word I said ("not a single word!") but we were wearing microphones, so I am not sure why that should be :)
I would really recommend this book. It's a beautiful, if sad, story, about an unassuming man from Devon who goes out to post a letter to a dying friend one day. Just as he is about to drop his letter into the box, he decides that he will deliver it to her by hand instead, and he sets off to walk to Berwick on Tweed in just the clothes he is standing in. Along the way he meets many people, each with a story to tell, and learns a lot about himself in the process. The descriptions of the landscape and the seasons are sublime.
I got these gorgeous tulips as a 'thank you.'
And this bargain bunch was from the market yesterday. The stall holder seems to throw a bit of everything into his bouquets.
The new issue of the magazine arrived with a spring like cover.
Have a lovely weekend.