Right, OK, so . . .
About last year.
Thing is, last year was a bit . . . pants.
When I say a 'bit' pants, I mean it was all of the hugest bloomers ever made, worn by Bridget Jones in a fat-suit.
It was UTTER HUGE PANTS.
And so was much of the year before.
If you'd like to read about the pants, you are free to do so via the link below.. That way I don't have to write it all out again, and break my fingers.
I feel I should warn you that it's a tad grim in places. But that's underwear for you.
There are far cheerier blogs after this one.
And now, let us not speak more about the last year and a half, because that way we can still be friends, and I won't have to cry. OK?
Instead . . . let me sincerely and truly apologise to you all for being SO SLOW, and for not getting your book written ages ago.
That was most unlike me. But now I am most like me again, and I'm gonna FINISH THIS BASTARD AND SEND IT TO YOU.
Today I wrote the first new chapter for more than a year.
It's about pubic hair.
I mean . . . you wait THIS long, you might as well start with the most important bits, right?
It's GOOD to be back. I've missed you all.
Please spread the word to anyone you know who might love a copy of Lifeshambles - the faster we fund it, the faster you get your copy.
And then everything will be FAAAAABULOUS.
Thank you! More soon . . .
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