Well… Prosecco and nibbles — wonderful artichoke dip, goat’s cheese and black olives, smoked salmon sandwiches and little cheese scones topped with prosciutto followed by bite sized strawberry meringues.
That, according to my daughters, is how you do a book launch — but that seems to be what they would recommend in any number of situations (where did I go wrong!)
Anyway — it seemed to work. We launched Iolo’s Revenge locally on Saturday.
It was carnival day and the streets were decked with flags and the numerous pubs overflowed with revellers in fancy dress. Having an artistic director of our own helped — Wendy, the artist who illustrated the book, and who goes to lots of private viewings of exhibitions, colluded with bunting, flowers and colourful napkins. She also exhibited some of her original artworks that head every chapter.
The previous night I had fallen from the kitchen work surface while retrieving a jug from a top shelf — the jug was smashed but I survived, stiffly, despite the numerous tellings-off. Alan’s son, Daniel, saved the day, by putting out the chairs and remembering all the things I forgot in my percussed and anxious state — including the TV for the silent film show that had taken me weeks to prepare.
There was a good turn out on the night — about 100! There I am, above, talking to some of them. The readers: Libby, Alan and Gay did us proud. The guests all laughed in the right places!
Wendy posing with Su and Richard Wheeler, of Logaston Press, taking a break from selling books, while I catch up with the signing!
Copies of Iolo’s Revenge are obtainable from Logaston Press