It’s been a funny sort of week. The sort of week that is so completely out of routine I would do anything (?) for a quiet boring few days to get back on track.
It might sound pedantic but if I can follow a routine I can get so much more done.

I’ve just got home after lunch with my son to celebrate his birthday so I hope this makes sense.
Don’t ask me how old he is now it just makes me feel ancient.
The week started in Liverpool, well, Aintree. I had a table at the Liverpool Comic Con. It was the first time I had been to this event, but I shall be going again. The organisation was excellent, and I had a lovely day.

There were some famous names to draw the crowds (mainly actors from Star Wars) and it was well attended but unfortunatley, few seemed to want a book.
I had some nice chats with some lovely people though – I might watch some Star Wars films even if it’s only to say ‘when I was chatting to him the other day…’