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The Unbounders.

Join me and Masterchef presenter Gregg Wallace at Wallace & Co, 147 Upper Richmond Road, Putney, London SW15 2SW on Tuesday 26th November at 7.30pm

Tickets are £100 each and include a glass of prosecco on arrival, a three-course meal, and a Q&A session with me. The proceeds of the dinner will go towards the publication of Arnold Drive

Please choose your three courses from the menu below and…

If you are on this page you are probably inquisitive about my new novel 'Arnold Drive'. The film clip here will give you a brief outline of what it's about. The novel is finished and if you pledge you gain access to read the first 16 chapters before publication. The chapters have been released every week since we started the campaign, but if you pledge now you'll get access to all the previous chapters…

By the time Hermione came to pick him up Arnold was ready to leave Bath. He'd strolled up to Victoria Park and had a coffee in the cafeteria above the tennis courts. There were a couple of games in progress but he hadn't paid much attention to them. All that perforated his bubble on the verandah was the noise of the ball hitting the rackets and he spent his time trying to work out how many bars there…

As he walked home that night through lamplit streets, Arnold noticed how different Corsham looked to during the daytime. The true colour of the Bath Stone buildings seemed muted in the orange light and a uniformity he didn't care for enveloped the town. It looked like the streets of any number of English towns, with none of Corsham's charm and character.  He found himself heading in the direction…

Arnold sat down and closed his eyes. He waited, knowing it was the only way to deal with the situation. If he kept his eyes closed for long enough he knew he'd open them up again and be able to carry on. By that time the sun would have passed on in the sky and there would be no shadows cast by its rays hitting the window frame. Whenever the sun came out at this time of year he was always unable to…