Another trend I noticed at the Hay Festival last weekend, after floral prints, which were the clear winner, and a kind of peachy but darker almost raspberry colour, was the crispness of black and white, often with red. This time last year all black - or grey - was feeling 'new'. It felt like we were in Victorian mourning. This year, I'm happy to report, colours and prints and sunshiny brightness have returned. We're still wearing grey, or black, but it's somehow more.. fun.
The other thing that struck me, is how many people were just hanging around in the sunshine, reading. Online is only for 'friends of the festival', like Eloise, shown here in crispy stripes, but the rest of us were happily reading newspapers, books we'd bought and had signed.
Saw these two after I got my yummy coffee and pastry, at about 9:30 a.m. Sunday, before watching a brilliant audio visual talk on 'wave watching'.
It really felt, between the events in the tents and the down time between talks, like our brains were literally growing, like ripe strawberries in the sun.
I love being immersed in a good book. At the moment, I'm kind of between books, and half reading two, which isn't the same thing (The Year of Magical Thinking, by Joan Didion, and a Danish novel Mr. Dot loved which is a bit slow going).
Do you read? Apart from online of course, do you actually read from printed papyrus? How? Magazines? Newspapers? Do you read books? What are you reading now? I need a good book. I've just seen Sex & the City 2 - by myself, and was pleasantly surprised that I liked it more than the first one, despite all the hype - and now, I'm in the mood for some good chick lit.