Mmm, a children's author ought not to talk in public about what a lovely time can be had drinking for ten hours straight with his publishers, right? So shush, me.
But why, oh why can I never think of anything to tell Dave McKean other than the fact that I really think his accordion player is great.... And I never do get to talk to the harpist at the door of the Random House Christmas party, let alone have a go on her harp.
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