Later today (Wednesday), I will make my way to the town of Hereford… from where I will find a way to sneak into Hay-on-Wye… a latecomer to this year’s Hay Festival…
I will, to the best of my knowledge, be living the ‘famous five’ life (Ah, God bless Blyton!)… Sleeping bag, tent, campsite, hopefully scones and hardboiled eggs and ginger beer… and who knows, perhaps a mystery to solve and some villains to be smoked out of some ancient castle into the waiting hands of the village ‘Bobby’…
And there just might be a circus nearby… slowly slowly I drift into the pages of long-ago fiction… seeking the excitement that eludes me in real life…
catchya later…