Most wonderful book ever (apart from mine, clearly)
I have made a special friend via the internet (don't panic, I am not being groomed by a paedophile). She moved "up North" not so long ago, but loves London almost as much as I do (sigh).
I could never EVER leave Dulwich. OHMYGOD!!! (said clutching chest and gulping back entire glass of chablis.)
"Do Ocado even deliver that far out of town?"
Well anyhow:
I met wifey a couple of weeks ago at the longest Champagne bar in Europe. We had more than one perfect bottle of ice cold Krug, followed by Sevruga caviar, blini and sour cream. What a night! I don't remember coming home (gasp).
Is it a good sign when your agent pays the bar in advance?
Judith looked as though she felt guilty.
I shall teach her everything I know. I never ever feel guilty when someone else is paying...
My lovely friend has written a super book, and I think that we should all order a copy on Amazon toute de suite! Otherwise the agent wants his money back...
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Love the ad, read the blog... mmmm might just buy the book.
Darling Sass e-mum,
I can't wait! I may just buy several and insist that my au pair learns English so that she can read it too! Can I top up that drink for you sweetie?
She was the first blog I ever read but I don't think she knows I exist. Ah well.
Just waiting for the book to come out here in NA - nobody around here even knows what wellies are! They will probably think I'm talking oil or something like that.
Already on the case, Dulwich Mum. She was the first blog I read too!
As for leaving London, haven't you heard of Cheshire? More millionaires per square mile than Mayfair! I went to a swanky restaurant in Alderley Edge this week and pretended I was a WAG for a night. Actually, not an unpleasant experience!
Oh Aims darling,
Aren't you the lucky girl. Soon everyone in London will find that Wellington boots are the only practical footwear, as our homes disappear beneath the waves.
Sweet Working mum,
A very special friend of mine lives in Cheshire. I may visit her to investigate.
Why does that happen, tsks crossly. The phone goes, I jump, press "dustbin" and now look like a loony. Anyway, as I was so wisely saying, what a corking little promotional film that was. And new best friends, aren't they just lovely.
Wifey is a deserving published author and is responsible for so many thousands of people - including myself - for starting up blogs and annoying the hell out of people!
Jolly good that you managed to sponge a few bottles of the pink fizzy stuff out of her agent! Such heartwarming stuff just brings a tear to my eyes. Keep up the good work old girl!
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