No, not the title of my next book (although after TWTAWH it may well be), or even an indication that the aforementioned TWTAWH is finished (although it's getting there), or even a must-needed apology for non-blogging for a MONTH (see above deadline mention), or even the fact that I have stuck to my diet and am halfway back to my proper weight (okay, a more reasonable size after the horror of the Express thing) - but a better-late-than-never sighting of me in the M-O-T-B frock!!!
I know it's been nearly a year since Elle and The Doctor's wedding (and where did that year go???), but these pics have just come to light and at least they prove I was there, and did wear a scarlet silk frock and a black beaded jacket - even if you can't see much of it - or me - which, on reflection, can only be A Good Thing.
These are pre-ceremony (obviously) and show me lacing Elle into her dress while muttering through gritted teeth "you wanted a size 12 frock that cost more than my first house and you will damn well fit into it even if it kills me and you in the process". You can see Elle holding herself in bravely as I cut off her circulation much to the amusement of bridesmaid Kat - but clearly not that of the hairdresser...
So, yes, still deep in deadline hell - two weeks to go - and then I'll be back with all sorts of general rubbish again.
Must take time to say a big thank you here to my friend Spikey (the pilot who taught me all I needed to know while writing Walking on Air) who phoned me to tell me that while he was passing through Manchester Airport (doesn't that sound glamorous?) he spotted loads of Moonshines on the bookshop shelves! Thanks, Spikey! You've made my day! See you in the summer...
In the month of non-blogging and deadline hell I've also done my local book launch (coldest day of the year, not a Terry Wogan turn-out sadly but still sold about 30 books, took HOURS to thaw out), and appeared on BBC Radio Berkshire - I had a lovely hour long programme with the fabulous effervescent Rory who asked all the right questions and laughed in all the right places and played my emotionally-charged "Desert Island Discs" selection and made me cry on air - great... Have also been booked for three more library talks, one after-dinner speaking engagement, one writing workshop, and had fan mail from Germany... All this has helped no end to make me realise that maybe I am A Real Writer. I am, I am - I think...
Now back to TWTAWH... B-I-G sigh...
