John Baker’s Blog

The Hay Festival is a canvas village. With the rain pelting down all day today (it never paused for a second) the walkways were all sodden, the clientele even wetter.
But I’m already ahead of myself. Last night we went to bed around 1.00 am, the same time as the wedding guests were leaving. We thought [...]

The landscape changes quite quickly. For hours we’re travelling across the flatlands of England and almost imperceptibly this gives way to rolling hills and mountains in the near distance. The roads narrow down to country lanes with those high, high hedges on both sides. At the same time as this is happening the sun is [...]

The adventure begins here:
It was then that I began to understand that everything in the room had stopped, like the watch and the clock, a long time ago… I glanced at the dressing table again, and saw that the shoe upon it, once white, now yellow had never been worn. I glanced down at the [...]

Tomorrow we leave for Hay on Wye at the request of artsWOM and sponsored by SkyARTS. The object is to blog about the festival, or aspects of it that we get to see.
Very few expectations, apart from the fact that Bill Clinton called it ‘the Woodstock of the mind’. Does that mean we should expect [...]