Another thing I didn’t do on Saturday was translate a book.
Daniel Hahn rather thought I must, but I felt better suited taking pictures of those who did and of their work. I know they said you didn’t need to know French, but quite frankly, it was translation of a graphic novel (Barroux’s Alpha: Abidjan – Gare du Nord) from French into English. Do you want your translator to be a linguist, or not?
Run by Sarah Ardizzone, people dropped in and volunteered to do a bit of the book, all day long. They hung out in the Writers’ Retreat, and everyone seemed to have a good time, in a quiet sort of way. I found the clothes pegs down the side of Daniel’s shirt quite an unusual fashion statement.
I’d like to see the end result, because I did like the graphic illustrations. Very much.
Maybe next time I might join in.
The Occasional Bookwitch 
Still seems like a lovely weekend =D
It was. As long as a person remembers to leave after a sensible amount of time. It’s like realising you’re not going to be happier for eating that third slice of cake.