It’s a fine, dry day and there’s an Italian market in the square outside Waterstone’s. Good for a book signing? ‘Bad,’ says Tim. The stalls are blocking the view of the shop and the fine weather’s keeping everyone outdoors. Hmm, that must be why they’ve only put one small poster up for my event, I mean why waste the Blu Tack? Tim demonstrates handing off the marauding hordes After much refolding of a black tablecloth and a rummage around for some books, I’m invited to take up my position at the author table somewhere between ‘fantasy and horror’, children’s books and a poster of the next author, Bobby ‘Iron Duke’ Windsor who’s signing on Monday. Once Tom, Lily, my lovely daughter, and her partner, Russ, are all sure I’m not going to run away, they leave me to it, taking it in turns to make sure I’m all right and bring me tea. Very soon, I notice a small boy watching me. When he returns with his family I learn that he would like to be a writer. His method, he tells me, is to rewr...
Christine Stovell, author and freelance writer, on living and writing in West Wales
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Good luck with all you have to do.x
I'm thinking: suppose the mouse had his foot stuck, what would he be saying?
Lego!!!! Boom boom!
Look forward to your return.
Jeanne
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That photo is so funny ... can you believe that I have never had the opportunity to play with legos? My generation was way before legos appeared on the scene, and then I missed them anew by not having children.
Somehow, I think that they must be great fun to experiment with. Perhaps, when I do finally retire, and find some spare time, I'll have that opportunity.
Best wishes. xo