Reading Festival 09.
Over the course of two nights, this guy sat in his chair and read Harry Potter to us all. He stuck to the plot, reading it verbatim, but had a knack for making it all sound incredibly dodgy (he did also occasionally add “and then Ginny dyed her hair blonde and fucked everyone”). Eventually the crowd sat listening to him got so big that we were blocking a fire route, and we were moved.
Last night I had a dream that he gave a lecture at uni that consisted of him sitting at the front of the lecture theatre in a camping chair and reading The Great Gatsby.

