By Charlotte Cripps
Being a literary hermit is not a job widely advertised – but it has its perks. Wigtown Book Festival in south-west Scotland has hired Robert Twigger as its resident hermit for the duration of the 10-day festival next week. He will set up home in a purpose-built grotto, constructed from reclaimed timber, found on Wigtown beach, in the garden of Wigtown’s largest bookshop, with a hose to the nearest standpipe in order for him to take a shower.
“As a writer, life is pretty hermitic anyway,” says Twigger. “I have had loads of training sitting alone writing. Also not visiting people in order to get a book finished hardened me up quite a lot… I shall be happy to extol the virtues of solitude to all and sundry.”