This was mostly a splendid weekend. Firstly many thanks to Rob Jackson who let me share his table, and helped to eek out those difficult few hours when the sales went dry (ask him about the tracker bar radio interview). 
I'm chuffed I did the A4 stands, they really got peoples attention, as did the little postcard drawings (enjoyed doing the Sid James especially). They didn't alway convert to a sale, but that might have been because my eyes were nervously boring into them. A tank of thank to everyone who bought a book!
The casino was a strange venue for the aftershow party, but great fun nontheless. The inflated price of bad beer should have been prohibitive, but it didn't stop me overindulging, nor my setting the dance floor alight later on(wince).
The burlesque drawing sounded interesting, though I can't decide where it lies on the scale between art and perving.
Could have always sold more books but I covered the table costs, but not the holiday inn, train, sandwiches, pizza, £3.60 pints of fosters, books (yet to read), tracker bars, ginger nuts, seedless grapes, 2 large cups of railway station tea and a cookie.
Best con yet.
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