A great big pile of books from Hay-on-Wye

I went to Hay-on-Wye at the beginning of the month, but it’s taken me a good while to get around to listing all my spoils. And, goodness, I bought a lot of books. I was actually really encouraged by my trip this time. Usually, there are slightly fewer bookshops and over the past 20 years, there has been a creeping sense that Hay’s identity is slipping away. But not this time! A couple of new bookshops have arrived since I last went (including the excellently named Christie and Doyle), and I’m pleased to report that Richard Booths had a lot more fiction on the shelves than the last couple of times I’ve been there – the sad, half-empty shelves are no more. Anyway, I certainly didn’t come away empty-handed. Here’s what I came home with… Sunwise Turn by Madge Jenison Subtitled ‘a human comedy of bookselling’, I couldn’t resist this one – seems in the same style as Shaun Bythell’s books, but 100 years earlier. Autobiopsy by Bernice Rubens I Sent A Letter to My Love by Bernice Rubens The…