A Fairy Story For The Galle Literary Festival By Popular Demand'
Extracts from her piece have been reproduced below.
“The festival was in full swing. All the great writers from around the world were present, topping up their tan by the pool. Sorry I mean all the great white writers. The UK-returned natives were keen to stay out of the sun. Listen, you must understand, on this island paradise, the darker you were the harder it was to find a spouse and the more likely you were to be killed. It’s true.”
“The Festival sponsors strutted about and got lots of exposure. The organisers played at blind-man’s bluff. And the tan-toppers drank a lot. I’m telling you, all was as it should be.”
“One or two people were a bit worried about security.
‘Did you hear a Russian girl was raped?’
‘No, no,’ SS told them, waggling his head. ‘That didn’t really happen! It was a play put on for the purpose of the Festival. It wasn’t the real thing!’
‘What about that Red Cross guy who was killed?’
‘That was in the play, too. Remember your Hamlet? The play’s the thing and all that…’
‘Oh okay,’ said the foreigners and off they went for a swim thinking, gosh, these people are incredibly friendly. They just smile and smile…. wasn’t there something like that in Hamlet, too?”
