Preaching to the converted

I spent last weekend at a festival in Cheltenham, Greenbelt, asked by Ben Whitehouse to give a couple of talks to the literature tent. How many of them would be interested in the sort of nonsense I talk I didn’t know, but there was a fair crowd for each one and they were all nice enough to stay while I burbled — and a goodly few to ask questions afterwards.

As BiNS readers you may find them a little old hat, and despite the slides there’s a little missing from the overall experience. Still, if you’d like to listen to them, they’re a fair introduction to Birmingham:

And the shenanigans that went on on the eleven bus last November: