Indescribable Happiness

Oh the joy!

Hearing the letter box rattle, knowing that I was expecting it to . . .

Then hearing a hefty thud and internally yelping, “Don’t drop my book!”

I hadn’t let on that the Amazon tracker had informed me that the very first printed copy of WSG was arriving two days early. Her Most Wonderfulness and I were in Wales, celebrating our anniversary and the important step of getting WSG onto Kindle, when the message popped onto my phone. In fact HMW was still fast asleep and I was watching woodpeckers and nuthatches and cute little mice from the hot tub.

I didn’t say anything as we packed the car and tidied the Airbnb. I didn’t say anything as we pootled home watching traffic jams head in the direction we were coming from. I didn’t say anything as we played with our granddaughter. But I was bursting to!

Her Most Wonderfulness only guessed when she saw the Amazon guy walking away from the house followed by my not-quite-athletic attempted leap for the front door and then silence. The silence was the sound of me cradling my Amazon parcel and thinking, “Gosh, it’s heavy!”

It all got a tiny bit emotional after that as first I and then Her Most Wonderfulness and then Yeeshy held / stroked / cradled The Book and WhatsApp messages pinged.

Stunningly, two friends immediately announced that they’d just bought turny page copies of WSG on Amazon. I didn’t even know it could be bought yet!

It’s the next morning now, and everyone else is asleep, but me and The Book are in the spare room planning Covid Safe Delivery Tours and a local book launch as fundraisers for Parkinson’s UK. I’ll let you know about those in the next few days.