He's pictured above left at a previous Bookfair, I think this was 2004 or thereabouts. Most years, I get to celebrate my birthday with him, which is a pretty good consolation prize for not being home.
Anyway, this post isn't about my birthday, or even our friendship.
You may have seen this piece on NPR, or elsewhere:
Sadly, that's what happens when you go to 3rd World Countries like "England."
Fortunately, Kiwi-trained heroes abound, even on Knife-Crime Island. Here's what our Damon did:
Heroism! Cussing! Spectacles! Book business is fun! In the end, Sir Franzen got his glasses back, Damon and I had beer and "nachos" (pictures TK), and then I read about half of Freedom on the flight home. All in all, Win Win Win. Except for the miscreant.
Anyway, this post isn't about my birthday, or even our friendship.
You may have seen this piece on NPR, or elsewhere:
Sadly, that's what happens when you go to 3rd World Countries like "England." Fortunately, Kiwi-trained heroes abound, even on Knife-Crime Island. Here's what our Damon did:
Heroism! Cussing! Spectacles! Book business is fun! In the end, Sir Franzen got his glasses back, Damon and I had beer and "nachos" (pictures TK), and then I read about half of Freedom on the flight home. All in all, Win Win Win. Except for the miscreant.
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