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We might have to wait for tomorrow for a more coherent post, but I just got back from the Joanne Harris launch party and met Susan there.
It was quite good, Loads of champagne (so carla, how many glasses did you have? just the one but they kept filling it up) and yummy canapés...
Susan seemed to kow every single person there, she is more important that any of us thought! :-)
We did try to convert at least 2 or 3 people to the Cult of Jasper. One of them has a fossilised Dodo leg... he should really read the books!
I forgot to take my camera but Louise (Joanne's publicist) usually sends me some good ones so if I get any, I'll get them posted somewhere.
Drank far too much champagne (and it was the real stuff - and yes the canapes were ge-or-juss!) - missed my train through talking too much and forgetting the time, the Dodo had to come out at 10.30pm to pick me up from the station - no bloody taxis again!!!! Sometimes I feel that I live so far from civilisation........
Sorry to miss you going Carla, very rude of me but great to meet you. Glad you realise how important I am (not!) - I just know make sure that I know the important people. Life is a lot easier if you do! We'll have to get together for a meal one evening - easy enough for me to get up to London. Give me a week at least to sober up - feel really woozy this morning but had already booked the day off. Brains as well as beauty! :-)
Bernard - dodo fossil owner and banker (but still extremely interesting, funny and knows a lot about Portugal!) - has promised me lunch and to read TEA - Mark - tall journo friend of Bernard and author of Wrong Rooms (Scribner) which is a wonderful and moving memoir of how he had to fulfill a promise to his lover to kill him - never buys books so I'm buying him a copy of TEA and will pester him continuously until he reads it!
I've just been sampling a small bottle of bailey's I'd forgotten I had (I said things have been confused around here recently !). My evening has improved no end.
I went to the regatta disco last night in an attempt to meet people from Evesham. I turned up at half nine, thinking this'd be late enough for it to have started. There were four people there - of which three were confused bar staff. I buggered off for twenty minutes, came back and it was packed. Fortunately I bumpd into my old rowing coach who introduced me to a load of people, although my hair (think explosion in a firework factory) seemed to introduce me to lots of people too...
PSD
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