This week has been busy. On Thursday our last lamb of the spring, Cowslip, arrived. Spot finally delivered her long-awaited baby.
But before that, on Tuesday and Wednesday, I was in London with Benj. At the very last minute – well, with about a week to go – I decided to go to the London Book Fair, which I hadn’t been to for ten years. I used to go quite frequently when we lived in Ireland as, thanks to Ryanair, I could make the hop there and back cheaply and in one day. Not so for the Limoges-Stansted connection, so we needed to stay overnight and I thought it was about time we paid a visit on my sister. Hilary and Charlie call by most summers but again it must be ten years since I was in Oxford. So we did a lot of travelling in a short amount of time, but while exhausting, it was definitely worth it.
The London Book Fair is an annual event. As its website says, it’s a “global marketplace for rights negotiation and the sale and distribution of content across print, audio, TV, film and digital channels”. So it’s essentially for publishers to meet up with colleagues from other publishing companies all over the world and sell rights in books to them. But anyone interested in books and publishing can go and will discover hundreds of publishers and other book-related services plying their wares. Books are on display, catalogues are available, freebies can be snatched up and there are also some workshops and question and answer sessions. Benj and I attended the one on Literary Translation and it was excellent.
I was delighted to get my hands on a Books Are My Bag bag. These represent a major publicity campaign by the Booksellers’ Association, amongst others, to get people back into bookshops.
But the highlight of the Fair was meeting one of ‘my’ authors – the energetic and imaginative Grigory Ryzhakov. I’ve worked with him on three books now and enjoyed every minute. It’s been an inspiration, since Grisha is Russian so he’s writing in his second language, and doing an amazing job. Benj and I met with him at the Read Russia stand which he was helping to man.
Having met Grisha, I know that he and his books are destined for great things. He’s such a go-ahead and committed indie author. Do visit his website at http://www.ryzhakov.co.uk/ and read his books. He creates fascinating characters and I particularly enjoy the quirkiness and liveliness in his writing.
One of my books was at the Fair too. I was chuffed to see Anna’s Secret Granny at the O’Brien stall, where we had a nice chat with Michael and Ivan O’Brien.
We didn’t get the chance to see much of Oxford, but here’s Carfax Tower for you which I snapped during our early morning walk to the station. Yup, it really is 7.20 in the morning!
And we mustn’t forget Paddington Bear whom we paid a visit to at the station that shares his name.
I’m still recovering from the trip but it was fun and I enjoyed seeing England again after a long absence. However, it hasn’t been my home for twenty-two years now, so I felt like a tourist rather than a native. It’s strange being an ex-pat!
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