The man himself has just written me an email - he's been reading the Kindle edition onboard a ship that he's protecting from marauders.
'Mate, good on you! It's a proper book now after all the trial and error you've had with it. Made up for you. And it's great, it really is. But I would say that! But I think I'd even be enjoying it even if I wasn't sitting here bored off my bollocks. Even though I know a lot of the stuff that's in it through one, knowing you like I do, and two making sure you didn't write Hercules when you meant helicopter there's still a lot of stuff that has had me chuckling. It's weird taking in how you see me. Ray and Rink-Dink said the same.
'Rink's gone back to the hills. He said he'd seen you in Colchester. You're so his favourite. Don't try and say I'm yours. I always felt left out from the time you met him in Kabul. lol Incredible to think he's about to be forty. I'm thirty-six. You're sixty something? 2005, Trafalgar Night. Totally incredible night for us both to be on Victory. Seems like it was recent. But has to be a long old time as Rink said Galina totally looked her age in Colchester and he was surprised you can still spin. I'd forgotten about your poor hammy the second tour looking like mashed canaries. Did I really try and cheer you up saying my hamstrings were text-book?
'Very interested to see what you left out!!! HAAAAAAAA.
'Both Rink, Ray and me still say to each other that you had some fucking balls on you to do an act like that in front of us Royals, especially when we were running Soutar. You remember "...fifty-nine, fifty-eight, fifty-seven...'? :) How much worse for you might something like that have been? Don't worry - I'd have stepped in and got you out of there. Rink saving you from that journo has had me pissing myself laughing again.
'Anyway, got to go now and look scary on the poop deck. Proud of you, chick. x'
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