I have finally sent the book off for publishing. That’s not to say I have an agent or sum-such, I have to pay a small fee for them to design the cover and then to upload it onto Amazon, Lulu et al. You don’t have to if you are good on computer systems because you can sign up with Creatspace and do it all yourself. If I did it, no doubt it would mess up in some way and two years of work would be spoiled.

In the end it exceeded a hundred thousand words but I think that is about right. I won’t tell you the title as it is not available yet, but it should not be too long. I have no idea about what price it will be. From what I have read, there is a choice to make, and if so I will go low as I want the story out there. It will be on Kindle too so well affordable.

At the last moment I deleted the page with dedications. I may sound soft but there are people out there who think the Stratford man is a god and …    Well you see my concerns. I deleted some other stuff too because I came across as too hubristic and strident. I have tried to tell a story as I see it, but I don’t want to goad or insult anyone.

We were in London a few weeks ago and went to see a play at the Globe Theatre. We enjoyed it, very atmospheric it was, being in the open and the actors having to speak loudly and be more expressive than being on TV.

The Globe Theatre, London