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Text: nick earls and the bad seeds

As you've heard from HB, relatively late in the day word reached Pullman car B that the folk from C back thought Nick Cave was on the train. There was surely some disappointment, and then a few blank looks, when clarification was offered, but the net effect was that far more people felt at ease dropping in to Pullman B to say Hi to the writers. Perhaps they'd all read Bunny Munroe, perhaps not. Anyway, the last day was a bit like book club, in a nice way. Then book club with bright fluro insects once the Reading Bugs got on at Morven. And offered perhaps the most surreal moment of the train as the bright blue-and-yellow bug, fully in costume but for her head, stood up on the tips of her toes and reached for the luggage rack where her head had been placed and said loudly, 'I can't reach my head. I'm worried that my eyes'll get bashed by the jolting.'


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