When asked – and sometimes even when not asked – about what makes the Edinburgh International Book Festival so special, or who you might meet there, I have often borrowed the tale below to describe what could happen.
But it’s never as good as when the someone who was there tells it. And since Julie Bertagna put it on Twitter, I feel it’s out there, in public.
It’s a lovely way of remembering Sean Connery. And what a lucky man he was, to have Julie in his arms!
Besides, rugs are a nuisance…