We’ve just received our duty roster for the Boswell Book Festival. Being first time volunteers, we’ve to prove ourselves before being let loose on the big events but what we’re assigned to sounds lots of fun.
On the Friday opening night we’re helping out when Nigel Havers is speaking. His blurb describes him as being able to ‘charm the knickers off a nun’! Should be a fascinating evening!
Saturday sees us at the Children’s Festival where there are all sorts of happenings. Not quite sure what we’ll end up being involved with but later we’re at the discussion with Richard Ingrams, Paul Tankard and James Knox. Fake news is bound to come up then!
A different experience on Sunday – we’re in the box office. We’ll need to sharpen our mental arithmetic though I’m sure modern technology will keep us right. And then to Professor Robert Crawford talking about his biography of TS Eliot. I read Eliot for the first time at university so I’m looking forward to this.
And in between, no doubt we’ll be able to be part of the audience at the many other events taking place. I just hope the weather is kind this year. It’s not always done so, but fingers crossed.
And the letterboxes? I’m nursing a sore hand from a very nasty, finger-eating letterbox. I was delivering the last of the leaflets and this one particular brass (and brassy, brass-necked and every other brassy epithet) took a particular dislike to me. Never mind, I’ll heal in plenty of time for the Festival. Hope to see loads of you there.