This is my last post about the book festival, which finished yesterday with what I can only assume was a life-changing production of Alasdair Gray’s Fleck (I don’t know for sure as I didn’t manage to get a ticket. Instead I went to see The Guard, a black comedy with Brendan Gleeson and Don Cheadle which was very funny – highly recommended).
Said post contains my thoughts on a session I went to last week about graphic novels, run by Dr Mel (“don’t google Mel Gibson, google Dr Mel Comics!”) Gibson and self styled ‘comicker’ Emma Vieceli.
“I had a crush on Asterix,” offers Emma early on in the discussion.
“Fair enough,” Dr Mel lies effortlessly (or maybe she really does think it’s fair enough. Who am I to judge.) “We had Asterix in the school library in every single European language other than English. English was cheating.”
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