Good Luck with the Book!

What starts with a hangover, a warm beer problem, and the small matter of a civil war ends with feral dogs, Elvis impersonators, Father Ted obsessives, and the accidental invention of a festival that really shouldn’t work – but spectacularly does.

TedFest: Nothing But the Truth is the gloriously improbable true story of how a Welsh writer, an Irish filmmaker, and a series of terrible ideas collided across Sri Lanka, Wales, Fargo and the west coast of Ireland. Along the way there are real and faked tsunamis, exploding generators and aggrieved Amtrak guards; political spats and pub arguments, and a ridiculous plan to push a decrepit milk float around Ireland for forty days and forty nights.

With razor-sharp humour, unexpected tender-ness, and a deep affection for glorious failure, this is a book about friendship, chaos, civic stubbornness, and the strange magic that happens when people decide to build something utterly daft and commit to it fully.

A love letter to Father Ted, to festivals, to pubs, and to the belief that joy is sometimes the most serious form of resistance, TedFest: Nothing But the Truth is a wild, warm, and wonderfully unreliable ride.