Festival Wednesday

The good weather seems to be coming to an end this evening, with blustery winds and spitting rain, but we've done quite well so far.
It's a pity that the funfair across the river hasn't been very busy - maybe it's because it costs £8 just to get on the field!
I overheard a little girl, looking at a display of Alice in Wonderland books, and asking if Lewis Carroll was giving a talk at the Festival!
(I don't think he would have been very keen to give a talk - apparently his sermons were not very good, and eventually he stopped being asked to give them).
And a chap who got lost in the Cinema Bookshop claimed to have found a lost tribe of pygmies with their shaman in the uncharted areas at the back of the shop.

Emma Balch is doing a thing on Twitter and Facebook called #thestoryofbooks, with 16 questions, such as "Where would you set the opening scene of your biography?", which book you'd take to a desert island, which book you'd like to sleep in or take a holiday in.
I don't know what she's going to do with the answers, but Narnia seems to be a popular holiday destination, and I'd like to sleep in Milly Molly Mandy's attic bedroom!