Ambling round Hay

I was in Broad Street Book Centre when a chap in a motorised chair came in and asked to see some of the Classical music. The unit is set up with a couple of carousels at the front, so only slim people can easily get past.
The assistant managed to trundle one of these out of the way, so that the chap could get his chair in close to the shelves. "And now," he said, "if I want to look at the top shelves, I can do this!" With that, he began to rise into the air as his chair elevated for him - brilliant! And he found the music he was looking for.

Later, I passed the pottery on Brook Street. The door to the workshop was open, and one of the potters was sitting talking on the phone - and I had to look twice, because the hand set looked as if it was made of clay. An occupational hazard of picking the phone up when they're working, I suppose.

Oddest book title seen today: A Century of Banking in Latin America

Coolest motorbike seen today: One of those with the front wheel way out in front and long handlebars, with "Black Bess" written in Gothic lettering on the fuel tank, and "Dick Turpin Highwayman" on the bit behind the handlebars, connecting it to the seat.