It was great fun being famous for a whole day or two! My son enjoyed being treated as a celebrity for about the same time. But I’m afraid my 15 minutes of fame seem to have worn off. On Monday lots of people wanted to talk to me. On Tuesday I was stopped in the street by a total stranger. Wednesday, nothing. By Thursday I felt like going up to people and saying – Don’t you know who I AM?
Tomorrow I’m dragging long-suffering husband and son half-way across the country to buy another huge hoard of Ladybird Books. I have no idea what will be in the collection – probably nothing very special but I shall thoroughly enjoy sifting through them looking for upgrades or anything different to add to the collection. What to do with the ones I then don’t want, I really don’t know. It’s not as if there’s any storage space left in our small house which hasn’t already been colonised by LBs. But that’s the problem for another day.