The weather started out very overcast and from past experience at the festival Saturday knew that it would be quiet if the sun didn't shine.
There were the usual book stalls from assorted antique and collectible old books to new ones. I have to put imaginary handcuffs on myself when looking at the old books- but that's not strange in writers I'm sure...
I did find an Arthur Mee's The King's England series book for Nottinghamshire. My copy from 1949 was only £2.50, and there are lots of useful snippets in it.
There was a lovely little book on the meaning of flowers, the illustrations were by Kate Greenaway but at £15 it was too costly, though I considered the 1970's copy of the same book at £10, I still decided to pass.
That did generally seem to be happening. People were looking but buying less than in comfortable years, whether you were talking new or recycled.
Well we got the sunshine and the side of the marquee was opened up to improve airflow and space. But there were a few showers to deal with during the afternoon.
There were sudden gusts of wind as well, so leaflets on our stall went flying and on a few occasions I was seen to crawl about on the grass to reach under tables and chairs to retrieve them- and no there are no photos (I was in charge of the camera this year).
I never got to any of the talks, but as you can see from the photo they were well attended.
|Overspill at the talk|
In fact many of them had a person holding up a sign behind their back at the marquee entrance saying sorry, they were full.
Members of the literary community supporting the Alan Sillitoe Statue Fund spent the day selling raffle tickets- there were a number of prizes that consisted of books and bottles of alcohol...
The winner(s) of the Alan Sillitoe Short Story Competition were also announced. The short list had been judged by writer Nicola Monaghan and David Sillitoe. As they couldn't choose between the top three stories the first prize was split between the three writers who received £60 each- one apparently donated their winnings to the statue fund.
I stopped to say hello to crime writer Stephen Booth during a gap in the book signings- he always supports the Lowdham Saturday in some form.
There were storytellers dressed as characters from Southwell Workhouse and they stayed in character even when walking around the festival- very impressive.
My NWC colleagues had (like me) spent time talking to people interested in writing and others interested in members books that were on sale.
By four pm I was getting tired and was glad to be finishing for the day.
So if there's a book festival near you, it's worth going along...