Wednesday, 24 March 2010
Feckin' Traffic! Bet it wouldn't have held Jack Reacher back, though...
As I rattle out this short post I'm missing what promised to be another great No Alibis event. I was in attendance for the Michael Connelly and James Ellroy ones in 2009 and loved them. And right at this very second Brian McGilloway is chatting to Lee Child in Belfast and I'm not there.
Because some wing nut crashed his feckin' car on the M1 which led to a queue of rubberneckers coasting along my homeward route at a snail's pace. As a result, I was late home and didn't have enough time to get a quick bite to eat, kiss the kids goodnight and hit the tarmac trail.
So, if you happen to be reading this, Motorway-Prang-Boy, thanks a lot, you tool.
I'd really like to hear how the night went from anybody who managed to make it. If you fancy it, please drop a comment here or even email me a few paragraphs and I'll give you your own post.
In the meantime, I'm going to watch a bit of telly with the missus.
There are worse ways to spend an evening.