Anyway. Pimms, no umbrella. Big one. And less of the strawberries, I need a drink not a dessert and besides, when I tip the glass they hit me on the nose.
Ah. There you are. I just had a little drinkie while I was waiting for you. Medicinal, of course. Pimms is very good for the.. for the..eyesight. Must be good, can now see two of everything! Which is a definite improvement, because before I could barely see one!
Now, firstly I must say some 'thank yous'. A Big One to Waterstones in Scarborough (yes, yes, a big 'thank you', why, what did you think I meant? Did you? Well why would I be wishing them one of those? They've probably got lots already, between them.) for hosting my Signing yesterday. Everything went brilliantly! Look...
See? So excited I dampened the floor! Had to sit cross-legged for the rest of the day so that more excitement didn't leak out!
Secondly, a big Thank You to everyone who came along and bought a book. Particularly Dorinda, who stopped by to tell me that she follows this blog!
And then another Big Thank you to Waterstones (yes, I know I did, but this is a different one. No, it's the same Waterstones, but a different reason for thanks) for suggesting that I come back at the beginning of August to do an Event for the launch of Vampire State of Mind! Yes, you would have thought they would have learned their lesson, what with the moistening of their carpet, and my constant leaping up and down to try to persuade innocent purchasers of 'Fifty Shades of Grey' that what they really wanted to do was to buy my book, but they still want me back!
And then some other thanks - not lesser, just 'other'. The Mysterious Steve, for eye catching of patrons on my behalf when my face was pointing another way, and for telling them that my books were far better than FSOG, and also more Award Winning; the British Weather, for ensuring that the crowds weren't flaunting their flesh upon Scarborough's sands but were instead wandering through the streets in search of something to spend money upon; those purchasers who, despite having started with no intentions of buying my books, allowed themselves to be persuaded (whilst being very jolly about it); Waterstones Simon, for lending me his pen (I know, I know, I just forgot, all right?) and then threatening me not to run off with it "Because I know Where You Live..." (and the scary thing is, he does...) and finally, but almost even more brilliantly, those people who came not to buy but to tell me that they had read one (or sometimes more!!!) of my books - and enjoyed them.
A lovely, lovely day. And, on an entirely unrelated note, I bought some curtains, which fit the windows I bought them for! A practically unheard-of event, and one which accounts for why, in this house, many windows can be looked out of, even when the curtains are drawn, and others have vanished behind swathes of fabric sufficient to curtain an entire greenhouse-worth of glass.
Now, where's that Pimms? For I have declared it Pimming Time! Cheers, everybody! Bottoms Up!
No, not you. And, really, not like that...