Today certainly had its moments. At one stage I was sitting inside a giant can of soup recording my 15 seconds of fame, and the next I was chatting with Hereward Corbett, owner of the Yellow-Lighted Bookshops and brother of poet Pie Corbett. The first was planned; the second a happy chance. I’ve done events for the bookshops but this was the first time we’ve actually met neck-to-face. (I’m taller than he is.) He recognised my beard.
The soup can? Fun. Hereward? A real pleasure.
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