I felt a little like my eight-year-old self on Christmas morning today, as I anxiously awaited the arrival of the postman, carrying, I hoped, Devil May Care, the new Bond novel by Sebastian Faulks writing as Ian Fleming.
At a little after 10.30am, there he was, pulling up in the red van a little way down the street. He's got a parcel! It's book-shaped. He's coming this way, and it has a sticker on it proclaiming, Bond is Back.
In ideal world, I would have booked the day off, kicked the kids out of the house, lit a good fire (it is November weather in the UK right now) and settled in for the day.
Sadly, however, work intervened. I managed a chapter and a half over lunch, and so far so good, but the world of telecommunications infrastructure needs me for a few hours yet..
I will be endeavouring to have a review up by Friday evening.
At a little after 10.30am, there he was, pulling up in the red van a little way down the street. He's got a parcel! It's book-shaped. He's coming this way, and it has a sticker on it proclaiming, Bond is Back.
In ideal world, I would have booked the day off, kicked the kids out of the house, lit a good fire (it is November weather in the UK right now) and settled in for the day.
Sadly, however, work intervened. I managed a chapter and a half over lunch, and so far so good, but the world of telecommunications infrastructure needs me for a few hours yet..
I will be endeavouring to have a review up by Friday evening.
