17/04/2005
Celebrations...
One of my favourite authors, Liz Fielding winning the romance prize of the year at the Savoy hotel in London with, A Family of His Own.
As I have told Liz ad nauseum, I famously ruined a Sunday lunch for the family one week reading one of her books. I quite literally, could not put it down!!
How splendiferous to see one of life's most charming and courteous- not to mention talented people, being recognised in this way!
Humungous congratulations, Liz!!!!
Something totally incredible happened while I was in London- and it was an event that, had I written it down, would never have got past my ed'...
It is common knowledge that absolutely no one communicates by so much as a glance whilst you are on the London underground- for fear of being thought a crazy-person from another planet, presumably...
Anyway, there was this Palestinian American from Las Vegas... and he got our whole carriage talking to each other. What a gift. God bless you, sir- even though I never got to find out your name, and the lovely Irish woman sitting next to me missed her stop by two stations, thanks to you. What a lesson to all of us in sheer refreshing friendliness you were...
Apart from that, London was a wonderful injection of all that is brash, and expensive, and fabulous, and dirty, and yes, I couldn't wait to get back north after two days!
Love to all, and happy reading!
Susan
As I have told Liz ad nauseum, I famously ruined a Sunday lunch for the family one week reading one of her books. I quite literally, could not put it down!!
How splendiferous to see one of life's most charming and courteous- not to mention talented people, being recognised in this way!
Humungous congratulations, Liz!!!!
Something totally incredible happened while I was in London- and it was an event that, had I written it down, would never have got past my ed'...
It is common knowledge that absolutely no one communicates by so much as a glance whilst you are on the London underground- for fear of being thought a crazy-person from another planet, presumably...
Anyway, there was this Palestinian American from Las Vegas... and he got our whole carriage talking to each other. What a gift. God bless you, sir- even though I never got to find out your name, and the lovely Irish woman sitting next to me missed her stop by two stations, thanks to you. What a lesson to all of us in sheer refreshing friendliness you were...
Apart from that, London was a wonderful injection of all that is brash, and expensive, and fabulous, and dirty, and yes, I couldn't wait to get back north after two days!
Love to all, and happy reading!
Susan
