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...
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Hope you feel much better soon.
Thanks, Lins, but I think it may be another four years before I feel like tackling more painting (and at times, more than the walls turned blue!!) x
And I'm sorry to hear about that nasty sinus infection.
Now, my own wish is that you will soon feel much better and cease all spinning and tumbling.
Happy Spring! xo
Frances, I didn't think the two of us would manage the weight of that worktop so it was a great relief to get it safely to its destination. I'm delighted with it though. And thank you so much for your good wishes - I think we could do with a quiet couple of weeks after recent events! Happy Spring to you too, Cx