GLUE had a wonderful time at Thornbury Christmas market yesterday, despite almost getting blown away. It was blustery and banner wrecking, and all around people were clutching their heads, grabbing at their airborne stock. Quite a lot of shattering glass sounds nearby, I hope they didn't lose too much stock.
I had some excellent sales for the re-launch of Drippy Face and best of all was joined by my lovely illustrator Shirley Sharp, wearing surely, the best Winter hat ever, and fellow author Leyland Perree, sporting an impressive beard and tartan hat.
Being in beautiful Thornbury made it a very special event, as it's my home town and I saw loads of friends and people I know...so much easier to bribe them with sweets than total strangers....I mean lure them in....I mean hand out free pebble shaped bon bons. I'm not sure anyone got the pebble reference, but they were mighty delicious and chewy. Pebbles? I hear you cry...yes, pebbles to link in to Drippy Face, which is set in a crumbling subterranean world filled with bogginess, drippiness, rockiness and pebble patrols. Geddit?
All the festivities took my mind off the computer traumas I've been enduring the last few days following an 'update' by the company that shall remain nameless lest they sue me for expressing my disgust and horror at their 'update' cleverly erasing, moving, changing everything on my computer. I, with the help of a kind friend, have been searching for my documents, including all my books and current WIP. Just when I thought I'd cracked the 'new version', they updated it while I was asleep and I woke to find myself feeling like an 85 year old trying to catch up with technology. Not amused. Yes, I have backups, just annoyed that after setting everything up the way I wanted it, I now have to start all over again. Grrr.
Happy Christmas!
I had some excellent sales for the re-launch of Drippy Face and best of all was joined by my lovely illustrator Shirley Sharp, wearing surely, the best Winter hat ever, and fellow author Leyland Perree, sporting an impressive beard and tartan hat.
Being in beautiful Thornbury made it a very special event, as it's my home town and I saw loads of friends and people I know...so much easier to bribe them with sweets than total strangers....I mean lure them in....I mean hand out free pebble shaped bon bons. I'm not sure anyone got the pebble reference, but they were mighty delicious and chewy. Pebbles? I hear you cry...yes, pebbles to link in to Drippy Face, which is set in a crumbling subterranean world filled with bogginess, drippiness, rockiness and pebble patrols. Geddit?
All the festivities took my mind off the computer traumas I've been enduring the last few days following an 'update' by the company that shall remain nameless lest they sue me for expressing my disgust and horror at their 'update' cleverly erasing, moving, changing everything on my computer. I, with the help of a kind friend, have been searching for my documents, including all my books and current WIP. Just when I thought I'd cracked the 'new version', they updated it while I was asleep and I woke to find myself feeling like an 85 year old trying to catch up with technology. Not amused. Yes, I have backups, just annoyed that after setting everything up the way I wanted it, I now have to start all over again. Grrr.
Happy Christmas!