The best bit

As Carrie in SATC2 has already told everyone, by far the best bit of being a writer is when your new book arrives through the letterbox (or in Carrie’s case, is hand delivered by a liveried footman to your Upper East Side apartment, one of two you keep empty in case you need somewhere quiet and interior-designed to write). This happened to me yesterday, when Other People’s Secrets arrived. Actually, I picked it up from the Camberwell collection office, an unglamorous expedition by anyone’s standards, involving as it did an expired Oyster card and an exchange of words with the driver of the number 68 bus. Still, seeing the glossy red paperback for the first time brought a tear to my eye and made me look forward to publication day on July 8th. Now, what else? Since my last update I’ve been to two lovely weddings, Woburn Safari Park, several restaurants, and, of course SATC2, all experiences that were mercifully unrelated to sport. But be warned, even I may succumb to a World Cup themed opinion in my next post…