Today I returned to Nova Hreod College to give three talks as part of the always-awesome Swindon Ten Youth Festival of Literature. I spoke to over five hundred students including Nova’s whole Year 8, the whole Year 7, and a biggish group of Year 10s.

Everyone was wonderfully attentive, particularly during my readings for which they were pin drop silent. I responded (as followers of this blog and my events will no doubt already suspect) by gesticulating like a man whose armpits are on fire. Here I am doing what appears to be some kind of pointy dance:

My thanks and best wishes to this fantastic festival’s supremely hard-working organisers, and to everyone I met and spoke to. 😀