It seemed so long since the party that had led to me being on tour in the first place, yet it was only a matter of months. My life, and to some extent I, had changed so much. ‘So how is the book?’ he asked enthusiastically. ‘Great. I’m over half way and honestly I already know it’s the best thing...
Auld Vinny’s birthday party was really just an excuse for Maz to reduce the draughts to 90p a pint and get the punters in the door. Over the previous two months, the pub had been partially revamped by the brewery to resemble an olde worlde inn. The idea was to target families who would come for a...
Both sides of the train tracks housed the flea market that was already crammed with stallholders by the time we arrived. Heads down, they busied themselves setting up bookshelves, which they filled with dog-eared paperbacks. They unfolded trestle tables, covered with lacy tablecloths and filled w...