Blacked up Grimspound Morris Man
Yes, I know that there’s been little on this blog in the last few weeks, but the trouble is, there’s so much going on. Last week it was the Dartmoor Folk Festival, which means hundreds of people descending on South Zeal for a weekend, playing loads of music, singing, and drinking so much beer that the one weekend accounts for a third of the total pub profits for the year. Yes, I did mean that!
We were lucky with the weather. It threatened rain a few times, but it always held off. Instead we had this bright sunshine all through. And the best thing of all was that I had a small table in the craft tent, and in there I sold over forty books. Very convenient, because as those who’ve been receiving my newsletter will know, last year I had far too many books in my loft, which made the ceiling collapse. Now at least the weight’s been reduced a little. I still have a pile (or rather seven boxes) of books to sell, though.
Particularly good to meet with a reader who brought a load of original hardbacks to be signed. It’s hard to get about all over the place on a writer’s income, so having people come to see me here makes life a lot easier!
Hope all the readers of this site are having a good summer, and don’t forget to write in with any suggestions as to how to improve the site itself, or anything else you reckon would be useful to readers.
Cheers!