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SATURDAY 25TH APRIL
10.30am Martin Edwards
The Golden Age: Then and Now
Hotel | £5
12.00pm Light lunch & refreshments
Join us for light lunch and refreshments in the Village Hall before our next author.
1.30pm John D. Burns
3.00pm Karen Campbell
Karen Campbell returns to Colonsay to talk about her latest novel The Sound of the Hours, set in World War Two in Barga, Italy's most Scottish town.
4.30pm Andrew O’Hagan
One of the foremost chroniclers of modern Britain, Andrew O’Hagan will read and talk about his work – from the comedy of small-town Ayrshire life to the high-octane world of celebrity and fashion.
5.30pm Festival close
Festival closes with a glass of wine and some chat!
All events take place in the Village Hall unless noted in the listings. Tickets for all events are £10 unless noted, and available to purchase on the door. Weekend pass tickets are £50 and available to buy online here.
SUNDAY 26TH APRIL
10.30am Martin Edwards
The Golden Age: Then and Now
Hotel | £5
12.00pm Light lunch & refreshments
Join us for light lunch and refreshments in the Village Hall before our next author.
1.30pm John D. Burns
3.00pm Karen Campbell
Karen Campbell returns to Colonsay to talk about her latest novel The Sound of the Hours, set in World War Two in Barga, Italy's most Scottish town.
4.30pm Andrew O’Hagan
One of the foremost chroniclers of modern Britain, Andrew O’Hagan will read and talk about his work – from the comedy of small-town Ayrshire life to the high-octane world of celebrity and fashion.
5.30pm Festival close
Festival closes with a glass of wine and some chat!
All events take place in the Village Hall unless noted in the listings. Tickets for all events are £10 unless noted, and available to purchase on the door. Weekend pass tickets are £50 and available to buy online here.
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