Had a moment of high excitement today when James McPherson on Twitter reminded me that Felafel was a book I wrote.
He was excited that he'd been able to find a couple of second-hand paperback copies, but his tweet reminded me that the contract I signed with Pan Mac handing over the rights to Felafel and Babes (just before everything went pear-shaped with them) was coming up on the end of its term.
Perhaps it might even be over by now! I dug up the papers, amazed I could find them to be honest, and rifled through looking for that all important end date. Gah!
It's November 15 next year.
Still, that's something to look forward to. I don't know what I'm going to do with those books when I get them back, but I will definitely do something.