And what an amazingly fun event it was!
It was also a day of firsts for me. Even though, I’m now 91 years old, there were loads of things I did that I’ve never ever done before.
1. I went to Godalming. It’s nice. If you haven’t been, you should visit.
2. I drove through the one-way system in the centre of Guildford. This was less nice, if I’m honest – which I always try to be on this blog. Honest, I mean. I don't try to be less nice. And if I'm going to be really brutally honest, I may have sworn a bit.
3. I drove past Charterhouse School – the very famous public school – and had a nosy. It didn’t look like the school I went to. Not one bit.
4. I wore a pink dress. Oh yes! I embraced the pink theme full on! And, surprisingly – seeing as how I’m the least girly girl/woman in the world, I felt very at home in my pink dress. I might start wearing it when I’m watching telly.
5. I wore a tiara!!! I felt very at home in it. I will also wear this while I’m watching the telly.
6. I wore a purple sash. Blah blah…at home… blah… telly.
7. I got to ride in a pink limousine. Actually, I’d never ridden in a limousine of any colour before that Friday.
8. I got to meet my superfan! She’s called Zarina and the speech she made about why she likes my books was one of the lushest things I’ve ever heard.
9. I got to meet loads of incredibly talented authors. I hadn’t met any of them before. I felt very honoured to be in their company.
10. I got to sit on a throne. Briefly. I didn’t win.
11. I chatted to the amazing Cathy Cassidy in the pub. Now this was very exciting for me because I have a lot of respect and admiration for Cathy. And it’s not a book thing – well, it is obviously because she’s written a flipping shedload of them – but, personally, for me, it’s the excitement of talking to someone who actually worked on Jackie magazine and had a hand in the problem page and everything. Jackie magazine was a big part of my teenage life. I used to rush home from school on Wednesdays to read very important stuff … like photo stories and advice about hair gel and articles about Simon Le Bon. So meeting Cathy and boring her to death with my questions was fun for me. I now just need to meet someone who worked for Smash Hits magazine and my life is complete.