Buddhists in Hay?

I was walking down Newport Street when I saw David waving a bolt of bright orange cloth around.
"Don't tell me - you're about to become a Buddhist monk," I said.
"No - it's a Buddhist hang-glider," he said. "Well, actually, it's a screen...."
Pity - for a moment I could just see a Buddhist hang-glider launching off the top of Hay Bluff.