Yes...the long awaited release of Patternoster Row (exclusive to Scrag End Books) has finally arrived...so long as you don't mind it having a buckled spine. After spending all day adding the finishing touches to these otherwise perfect volumes (which is why, I should add, I haven't had chance to write out one of my usual rants) I then took them to a place with a big guillotine to have them trimmed. At which point the guillotine proved so industrious that it squashed all the spines and they came out of the other side resembling Thora Hird on a damp morning. So...production has gone back by another month. Please bear with me. Not that anybody's actually waiting for them to arrive or anything. Sure...buy Harry Potter because everybody else has bought it. Buy Ulrika Johnson's biography because she's a talentless slapper and there might be something about the size of John Leslie's knob in it. Buy Paul Burrell's boring tale of life in the palace if you makes you feel richer for the experience...but try and get anyone to buy my books and it's like trying to get Quentin Crisp interested in women. Mind you...even if you do want a copy, you're going to have to wait now for the reasons mentioned above. So tough shit. In the meantime, however, quite a few people will be getting copies of Patternoster Row with buckled spines for Christmas this year.
