Friday 5:14 p.m.
So the publisher asked me what I wanted for the book. I said: How's about a grand? If I only had a grand, I could be a millionaire. A grand and ten percent of sales. He said: I'll give you £750 and 16% of sales. Done.
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18 comments:
I say!
What wonderful news! Now you'll be rich and famous at last. I hope you'll send me an invitation to the book launch.
MM III
A double achievement as you didn't even have my proofreading help on this one. For all I know Andrew isn't even in it.
PS my accountant says invest the cash wisely, pay off debts.
Albert? There must be a new manual out written in the inimitable style of the nippy engineer who was too dumb to get the proper job in the team, and was left to write down and translate the instructions. Yous are already running the world with your data and your bits and your zeros and ones. The art and creativity ... well, after the toilet training at the hands of the fascist calvinist basturns, what else can you expect? March in line! Def dight, def dight, def dight! Hope this helps. Hotboy
Well done on selling your book.
Maybe I'll get the name of your secret agent from you, if I ever decide to try and publish one of mine.
Marie! It wasn't sold by the secret agent, so I'm afraid he's had to be let go. I've now got a agent with me as a single client. He more of a consiglieri or whatever the lawyer was called in the Godfather. Hotboy
I say!
I can't wait to read the book. How many cricket games are featured in it?
MM III
Mingin'! It's a book all about hats, and which ones are more appropriate in the desert as opposed to the chucking it down. I think you're a man that knows his hats by the look of your photie, so you might get through the first page, but after that ... no creekit, no, no! Hotboy
I saY!
No cricket! You're missing out on a big market there. Far bigger than the market for books about akubra or corkies. Carslemane was very fond of his slouchy.
MM III
Que?
Albert? What?
Albert? What? Hotboy
I say!
Pardon?
MM III
I say!
The lyrics are a bit repetitive, but the tune's a winner: here
MM III
Mingers. Sound card not working here, but I assume it's a sort of more spiritual chirpy chirpy cheep cheep. It certainly seems to be helping those joes keep very still.
I say!
This chap sounds very much like you, methinks.
MM III
where´s the bliss boy?
loveandpeacexxx
Spango Yogini! I've been in London seeing the kiddo! Just back here on Saturday at nine o clock. Thanks for asking! Hotboy
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