So, after the blog tour came … the Actual Tour. I spent a couple of weeks in March travelling to schools in London and talking about writing books, creating characters, choosing book covers and other fun stuff. I mostly met girls (perhaps unsurprising given the current pinkness of my page edges), and they were – all of them – quite lovely. By which I mean very lovely, not quite lovely.
They also had extremely good names. Many of which I will be stealing for future books. There were, for example, two Tigerlilies. And a Candy Darling (that was her first name – I love her mother already). But mostly, they were just charming and delightful young people. I really enjoy my tours.
Then came the Even More Of A Tour Tour. I’d been promising my 11 year-old for ages that if he worked hard this year, I’d reward myself – ahem, I mean him – with a trip somewhere interesting. And as I’ve spent loads of time in Italy over the years and he’s just started learning Latin, Rome seemed like a good idea.
So I booked it, assuming the March weather would be rainy and yucky, but at least we’d miss the worst of the summer heat and the summer crowds. And then the weather went and got ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS for the four days we were there. Not a cloud in the sky. Not one. Once. And we had a wonderful time.
We took 319 photos. I will spare you most of them, but here are some. Check out the sky.
Blue. It was March. Sometimes you just get lucky.