Monthly Archives: August 2016
I’m very lucky to have grown up less than an hour away from Hay-on-Wye (Y Gelli in Welsh), the Welsh town of books, situated on the border with England, in Powys. The town is one of my favourite places on the planet and I make sure to take a trip there at least four times a year, if not more.
I’ve been trying to remember the books I used to read when I was very young, excluding the British comics I used to get delivered to my house every Wednesday morning (proud member of the Dennis the Menace fan club here). I remember reading a lot as a kid, but I don’t seem to remember the specific books. As I remember more of these books of my childhood, I’ll be posting them here.
Hay Cinema Bookshop, October 2015
This was a quick, but by no means easy read. Set in England in 1643-4, the story poems deal with a community’s growing suspicion and terror at the prospect of a witch operating in their midst. The story is told through the eyes of a priest, a gentleman, the villagers, a witch hunter and a judge.