7 a.m. looking from our garden across colwall cricket field
Makes for a lovely day. I have been up since 6.30 - mostly worrying. I am yacking about my journey through the Americas at the Big Chill on Sunday at 3.30. Will anyone want to listen? If so, will some of them want signed copies of Old Man On A Bike? How many copies should I order from HarperCollins? And how do I ban the Resident Teenager and his fearsome friends?
Born 1933, an overweight aged Blimp (though with Leftists tendencies). Wonderfully married to the ever patient Bernadette - four sons, one daughter, four grandsons, two granddaughters. Messed about most of my life, traveling, loafing, talking endlessly and finding excuses for not writing.