I will Never, Ever Cease to feel Excited at the Sight of My Book on a Shop Shelf

I went into Waterstones in Nottingham yesterday, and there it was.

Small, but perfectly formed.

I will never, ever cease to feel excited at the sight of my book on a shop shelf. It’s what I used to dream about when I was little. It’s what I frequently still dream about now that I’m big.

I’m very, very, very, very, very, very happy.

(now somebody just has to buy it, so that they’ll order in some more …)