Victorianitas

- Although you wouldn't think it, weather like this:



is not the best kind of weather to have. Notice how few of those people are smiling. It rains at Hay; it always rains at Hay; it's supposed to rain at Hay, and blazing sunshine just feels wrong. Thus, the atmosphere was a lot cheerier the day after, when the world looked like this:



Much better.

Anyway, for someone who doesn't much like hearing authors talk about being authors, I had a really good time. And I rubbed shoulders with Jimmy Carter (if only because it was really crowded and he and his security people were squeezing past, and I didn't have any idea who he was until afterwards anyway, but still).