Dirty Laundry

UK Tour Day One

Got in on a Saturday and was dead tired. Should have slept more on the plane but there was food to be eaten and there were movies that had to be watched.

Well, one movie. Barney’s Version. Which I enjoyed quite a bit. I am a huge Paul Giamatti fan. “Funny and touching” are extremely cliched terms but they apply to the film and I’m much too woozy-headed at the moment to come up with something better.

I floated off the plane in a jetlagged fog, passed through customs mumbling something about being an author on tour, got picked up by a driver (I hope he was mine, he was holding a sign with a name on it but my vision was fuzzy. I saw a D and a C and went with it).

Got to my hotel and checked in. Signed up for the internet (I have my priorities) and then tried to take a nap. It proved difficult. So I got up and stumbled around The National Gallery for a while. See my Twitter feed for what happened there. Oops.

Had an amazing meal with my step-son and his friends at Mr. Chow (I highly recommend the walnut glazed shrimp). Then tubed it back to my hotel, Skyped with my wife, and promptly passed out.

I still don’t know who won last night’s hockey game. I should go check that now.

Having dinner with Helen Boyle, Templar’s fiction publisher, and reporter Damian Kellher this evening. Very excited about that.

Tomorrow I do the first of my readings at Tiffin Boys School. Can’t wait!

More later…

Posted by Don Calame on 5.15.11 at 01:14 am in Prattlings. (0) Comments