Tune in to hear me on BBC Radio Cornwall, Friday 30th March at 4.15 pm (British time)

I love doing radio interviews – what\’s not to love? You don\’t have to dress up or put on make up, it doesn\’t matter if you have a spot on your nose, there\’s no camera to add the traditional fifteen pounds and you can talk to interesting people. It\’s all very relaxing.

Tiffany Truscott will be interviewing me tomorrow about The Poetry Diet on the BBC Radio Cornwall afternoon programme – I hope I\’ll have time to read a poem or a recipe and get you dribbling at my descriptions of chocolate and then laughing at the whole daft situation. And that\’s just one of the recipes…

Yes! The Poetry Diet is the only known poetry book with added recipes!
Buy your copy right here.

The Poetry Diet  – £5.99 plus postage and packing of £2.00

Coming soon!

My Publisher and I confidently predict that these titles will be flooding into the shops within about a year (probably by Christmas).

\”The Hungry Throne\” – vampires hunt humans across an apocalyptic landscape – but all they want is love!
\”Swedish Girl Games\” – a tough and miserable female Scandinavian journalist investigates an old scandal – and meets her match in an abused computer hacker.
\”Twilight Games\” – a tough girl vampire has to beat a lot of other vampires to save her cute human lover.
\”Thrones in Twilight\” – improbably vicious and sexually depraved medieval people fight each other in a world where nights and days each last for year. When night falls the vampires come.
\”Rug\” – the hilariously sad story of how somebody sat on a rug for a year.

Any other suggestions?

So THAT\’s what I should have been doing all this time…

I did a poetry reading and gig at Waterstones in Truro tonight – it was a blast. Slightly a blast from the past as I was cavorting in my amazing purple corset, but everyone ate my chocolate truffles (damn fine, though I sez it myself), drank some wine kindly provided by Waterstones and then sat and listened to my poetry and discursions on…
Actually I\’m not sure what. I do remember censoring the bit about when I was having my first baby and then explaining how to make your daughter\’s eighth birthday sleepover go really well for all the little girls in her class. It involves meticulous doses of Haribo sweeties and ice cream with chocolate sauce for breakfast, the recipe for which is in \”The Poetry Diet\” (published by Thingley Press).
I love making people laugh and I love doing it even more when it\’s deliberate and part of selling books, rather than inadvertent because I\’ve said something idiotic again. I am, after all, the woman who caused the whole of the village shop to fall about laughing when I spotted an unexpected tenner in my purse and said loudly, \”Oh look, there\’s some money, better spend it quick before it all goes away!\”

Round 2, seconds away..!

I know I shouldn\’t have laughed, really I do. When you look at the background it\’s a sad story about a guy who had a chance to make a difference and messed it up… The star of the story, disgraced Labour MP for Falkirk, Eric Joyce probably doesn\’t think it\’s very funny at all.
Pretty good though. I mean, one in a ruck against four guys, three of them Tories. Not bad. One headbutt, three punches and one of them was a Labour whip as well. He was obviously pretty fired up (as in blotto).
Mind you, the Tories are clearly slipping. They\’d have been all in, fists flying when I were a lass. They\’ve obviously lost form since then, or possibly they\’re drinking less.
Come on, chaps, three of you came off worst against one Labourite? Tut tut.