I did something so incredibly stupid last night. Even by my standards. And so acutely embarrassing that I'm not even going to tell you about it.
Suffice it to say that at one point I thought a trip to Casualty was imminent. And that would have been entertaining.
'How did you do this, Mrs Hinds?'
'Well, it's like this, Doctor ...'
Anyway all's well and this afternoon I took copies of my book into Waterstone's.
All I need now is individuals from Rent-a-Crowd to go in to the shop at frequent intervals during the day, pick up my book and exclaim loudly, 'I've read this: it's brilliant.' And make sure it's in a prominent position, moving it if necessary.