Missing blog

I could hear the howls of anguish when my army of fans realised that I hadn't 'blogged' yesterday. My elder daughter had to go to media village for her drama workshop, so we spent the day there as a family, hanging out with the stars.

Oddly, no one recognised me, despite the fact that I am a writer, publisher and former TV personality. Maybe I am stretching a point with the last claim...

Not many writers become known in such a way that they would be recognised in the street and mobbed by fans. Thus I will be assured of a life free from 'selfies' taken with strangers, which can only be a good thing. And so my journey to reclusivity continues.

Reclusivity doesn't appear to be a word. Well, it is now.