It is summer, which means I am in the routine of waking very early to set myself to work. When I say early, I mean three in the morning, or 2.30 as it was the other morning, or 3.30 as it was today. All well and good, because I love the peace of what to most people is the middle of the night, and what’s wrong with taking a siesta before lunch? Being an early riser only causes a problem at the other end of the day when I am ready to drop off at 8.30 pm, often leading to a lull in dinner conversation as I slump headfirst into a bowl of gigantes at a taverna table. The other night, I managed to stay awake until gone ten, only to wake at 3.00 the next morning as per usual, so excuse me if I am no longer any kind of company beyond the cocktail hour which, for me, is somewhere around four in the afternoon. Except I don’t drink cocktails, and I’ve not actually drunk anything but tea and water for the past two weeks, but that’s another quirk my friends will just have to get used to.
So, you are thinking, following yesterday’s opening and its set of rules and expectations, what has happened in the two years since I last put fingertips to keys on these pages? In a nutshell of no particular order, since we last chatted, I have:
Written seven books of The Larkspur Series of Victorian mysteries.
Been to a wedding in Scotland, spent New Year in Athens, taken my godson to Prague for music and culture unfound on Symi, including an opera, a museum of music and Burger King. Taken the same godson up to grade three on the piano. Learnt a little BSL and forgot most. Built a few horror figure model kits, redecorated the house, survived and turned sixty.
As well as many other things too mundane to mention, I have also started up this thing again, and will continue to put up what I want when I want for as long as it serves a purpose – publicity for books both James and Jackson. I will be assisted in this by Neil who provides the unblurred, artistic and more professional photos that will pepper the pages, and by you, ‘Dear, gentle reader,’ as Bridgerton would have you.
Warning: As I am not many things (as outlined on yesterday’s post and the About page) you may not always like what you read, in which case, my advice is to do this:
