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On Tuesday I had a wonderful evening at a little bar place called Zest where Adam Foulds read some of his work. I had never been to a reading before and I found it odd that I would drift in and out of listening to what he was saying. When a story is read aloud it is often difficult to get thoroughly involved but there were some bits that impressed me greatly, even if there are others that I have forgotten completely. I also met some brilliant minds that evening. Like Amber. Fate would have it that she is going back home to America in a month and I have only just had the privilege to meet her. Hopefully next week she will have lunch with me and Hep. There was also Mike, from Hull, who chatted with me at length about accents and other various things. And two Chris’s. One Chris looks like Dave. The other Chris made an impressive analogy likening writing poetry with wrestling. A fakery. A good one, I presume.