Last night of Cheltenham LitFest. Decided to go and see the legendary Sir Derek Jacobi. He was an absolute pleasure to listen to, and we had seats right up front, third row centre. A bit like Jenny Agutter last year, he seems to have led a completely blessed career and loved every moment of it.
Stories of Laurence Olivier, the early days of the National Theatre, sugar lumps and, more recently, Doctor Who.
Very much looking forward to Last Tango in Halifax returning.
We arrived a little early, so took a wander round Waterstones, where I was asked if I would like to join the tail end of a queue.
"Who is it?" I asked.
You're not going to say no to that, are you?
So, I went to see Derek Jacobi talk, and came away with a signed copy of Bonkers. There's a reason the British like queueing.