A Friday's Child.

My maternal grandfather, Russel – jolly fellow, rotund, socialist, looked like a Christmas pudding – told me a lot of things when I was growing up.

“Two peas in’t pod don’t make soup,” was one.

‘There’s enough blue today to weave a pair of sailorbs trousers.” When the sky was blue.

“There’s many a slip ‘twist pint and lip.”

He was from up-north, liked his beer and was married to my grandmother Minnie.

His favourite saying though was “you can wait all day for a number 94 bus and then two will come along at once.”

He was a bus conductor.

On the 94 route when it went from Farnborough to London Bridge.

He and Minnie moved from up-north to down-south when the 94 bus route still went between Kent and Tooley Street.

When Farnborough was still in Kent.

When bus conductors still had jobs.

Anyway…

All this to say that my second book is finished!

3,435 posts of bitsnbobsshowntell (this ‘ere blog –as grandpa would have said) and not a single book, and then two come along at the same time!

A Life Less Lived first, and now Friday’s Child.

They constitute the first two volumes of a trilogy on Death, Time and Love that I have named My Blank Pages.

Volume three – All You Need – is being edited.

All three are looking for a publisher.

In the meantime, if you want to read one (20 euro) or two (36) let me know and I’ll send you a personal copy.

Or wait for the third and get all three for 45!