My April Fools’ Day in Spain was no laughing matter

Poet and artist Frieda Hughes reveals her revelries during a book tour in springtime Madrid

The ornate skylight at Palacio Longoria, the Art Nouveau headquarters of Madrid's Society of Authors and Editors (Frieda Hughes)

The sense that my inner organs were swilling in my boots

As my age lurched forward another year overnight, was an illusion.

It was April the First but no joke, although I could hear Paul McCartney