On Saturday I enjoyed a splendid evening reading my poetry, alongside fellow poets Peter John Cooper and Keith Bennett, as part of the Bournemouth Literary Festival’s Poetry Mash Up. I still don’t quite understand what a poetry mash up is, but I enjoyed it nonetheless. The audience at the Winchester Pub were both attentive and responsive, and I even sold a copy of my The Complete Nostradamus to some unwitting punter [all right, it was a friend from the Village Writers' Group, but 'unwitting' sounds so much better]. About half way through the evening I began to think that I might be over-egging the sad cake [or melancholy pudding, what have you] by reading too many poems about cancer and death, but the audience were kind enough to respond to the occasional glimmer of hope I laid before them, and I didn’t end up tarred and feathered. One young man even came up and told me that he particularly liked my poem on happiness, called The Decline of Philosophy, so I gave him my copy, duly signed. In a few years time it should be worth even less than it is now. Lillian Avon, who established the Bournemouth Literary Festival, ran the event, alongside photographer and Management Committee member Noel White. The whole evening was a credit to them both, and I wish the Bournemouth Literary Festival many happy returns!

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