Yesterday, I made my way into London for the first time since swapping the city for the delights of rural Suffolk. I was a bit anxious that, at the end of my trip, I’d hop on the tube and head out to our old house in the suburbs by mistake but you’ll be pleased to hear that I didn’t and it was wonderful to get home to our little country cottage again, driving down the moonlit lanes and listening to the owls.
Of course, it was also lovely to see my writer friends for lunch. Christina Courtenay has just won best historical novel for Highland Storms at the RONAS and Henriette Gyland recently signed her first book deal with Choc Lit so there was lots to celebrate.
I then met up with my wonderful writer friend, Sam Mills, whose new book, The Quiddity of Will Self is out soon. Grab a copy if you can – they’re selling fast!
They, too, were celebrating recent successes like the ban on barren battery cages for hens in Europe (a cause that is very close to my heart) as well as looking ahead to the work that is to be done in the future. It so heartens me that there are dedicated people out there fighting for the rights of animals. We all have a responsibility to know where our food comes from and the conditions that animals endure. Do support CIWF if you can.
On the way out, I couldn’t resist taking a look at some of the incredible specimens on display although some of them were the stuff of nightmares!