A sign
Pre-festival breakfast... nom nom nom
A walk on windy, rainy Ilkley Moor (N.B. I was *not* dressed appropriately for this.)
A waterfall on windy, rainy Ilkley Moor
Wet leaves are slippy... who knew?!
A creepy path (N.B. It looked way creepier in real life, honest.)
Putting my feet up before the literary endeavours begin
Post-workshop reward: room service! Courgette risotto with crispy onions... and X Factor on the telly
In between the walking and the lounging and the eating, there were two workshops in Otley on Sunday and a workshop at Roundhay School in Leeds on Monday. I also met the very lovely David Logan (fellow Quercus author) and Martyn Bedford (author of FLIP, which looks... er... flippin' excellent).
My abiding memory of Ilkley? Bloody hilarious conversations with taxi drivers, which can not be recounted here. Rest assured they will be making an appearance in my writing one day.
What have YOU been up to, my lovely friends?
What have YOU been up to, my lovely friends?
