A PARISIAN BIRTHDAY

Just back from a trip across the Channel, where I spent a lovely few days in celebratory abandon. Apart from the usual touristy jaunts, I had Champagne and birthday cake in a camper van...

...which was parked outside a small cemetery famous for this modest gravestone.

Next up was a visit to these wonderful old train carriages, converted into a second-hand bookshop.

And of course no trip to Paris is complete without a decadent hour or two spent in here.

Back home it was lovely to read this early review of the novel, always a scary moment, but I think she liked it. And, according to my widget thing, there's not long to go now until the launch of What Lies Within. If you're near Plymouth on April 25th, do come along. In fact, here's an invite.