Oooh, the Great British weather! It takes a special kind of damp little island to make people think that sleeping out in the rain is a good idea. There's a lovely sort of community feeling on a campsite in the rain. The one at Hay-on-Wye lit fest is the same.
I think one of my favourite moments was getting up one morning, donning the waterproofs and joining the cluster of silent folks gathered around a trough, avoiding eye contact, to clean our teeth and getting rained on by the extremely traditional weather. If you looked in the dictionary under stoic, it would look like this.
P.S. Lots of new lovely October Afternoon Boarding Pass for me! This line makes me want to go on holiday!
P.P.S. It also makes me want to go on holiday as an aristocrat from the 50s.