Spectator

I should have put up this Spectator review, really. It’s nice, I’m told. I’m not much good at reading my own reviews. They make me jumpy – though I did see that Addlands is “where the new nature writing meets the novel”, which seems fair enough.

Times

Like most people I wasn’t paying much attention to the books pages of newspapers over the weekend – I should apologise really to everyone I’ve spoken to/ shouted at since last Thursday – so it wasn’t till today that I came across (thanks to Mary Morgan) this review in the Times on Saturday. I confess I know nothing about Poldark at all, nor about any tendency to include ravens in rural novels, despite what Melissa Katsoulis suggests, but this is a lovely appreciation and I really like the way she rises to the dialect, which is a bit provocative, it has to be said. Maybe my behaviour in the past few days is more typical than I realised. I should find out about meditation or something perhaps.

Open Book

Among the eight and a half hours and many different vehicles it took me to get from deepest Kent to deepest Radnorshire yesterday I happened to hear Mariella Frostrup flagging up: “A special recording of BBC Radio 4’s Open Book… investigating the best new literature from Wales.” She pronounced my name correctly and everything. The recording’s in Cardiff Central Library, Thursday 7th July at 1pm, with the result going out that Sunday and the following week. Tickets are free (I think). Apply here if you’d like to come along…

Wealden Festival

I’ll be appearing at Wealden Literary Festival this Saturday (18th June) with Cynan Jones. 4pm. The Garden Tent. I haven’t seen Cynan for a long time, but to judge by his very fine Cove, which is coming out in November, I think, to say nothing of The Dig and so on, we will be talking fiercely and agreeing quite a lot of the time.