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Jul. 24th, 2006 06:09 pmM'friend Val McDermid has won the Theakston's Old Peculier award for crime novel of the year, with her book 'The Grave Tattoo'. I'm very pleased. What with m'other friend Ann Cleeves picking up the Dagger, I'm beginning to feel encompassed by awardees.
[Edited for accuracy: it's not 'The Grave Tattoo' at all, and I'm an idiot; it's 'The Torment of Others'. Hangs head in shame, and creeps away...]
Speaking of Daggers, though, their new sponsors Duncan Lawrie have sent me a copy of their in-bank magazine, with an article about the awards and the Crime Writers' Association more generally. Very sweet of them: just a bit of a pity that they can't spell either John Creasey who founded the association or Ann Cleeves who has just won their inaugural award. Ah, me.
Barry has caught the note of celebration in my typing, and celebrated himself by assassinating another of my chilli plants. I am going to have no harvest at all this year, between his depredations and the greenfly. Though I have successfully hatched five ladybirds, which is something. I suppose. Can't eat ladybirds.
[Edited for accuracy: it's not 'The Grave Tattoo' at all, and I'm an idiot; it's 'The Torment of Others'. Hangs head in shame, and creeps away...]
Speaking of Daggers, though, their new sponsors Duncan Lawrie have sent me a copy of their in-bank magazine, with an article about the awards and the Crime Writers' Association more generally. Very sweet of them: just a bit of a pity that they can't spell either John Creasey who founded the association or Ann Cleeves who has just won their inaugural award. Ah, me.
Barry has caught the note of celebration in my typing, and celebrated himself by assassinating another of my chilli plants. I am going to have no harvest at all this year, between his depredations and the greenfly. Though I have successfully hatched five ladybirds, which is something. I suppose. Can't eat ladybirds.
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Date: 2006-07-25 08:34 am (UTC)Val McDermid is one of the few authors that Ye Olde Manne and I both read. I shall be looking for Ms Cleeves' books, too. I'm sure she's sick'n'tired of Ann of Cleeves references, but I can't get the image out of my head of a Tudor lady in headdress and veil and velvet gown with cloth-of-gold sleeves, sitting by a window in Hatfield Palace, with quill and parchment, writing... Murder Mysteries!
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Date: 2006-07-25 08:59 am (UTC)(Actually he's very nice - Britain's Best Birdwatcher, I'm told - and they've just moved back to the north-east, so I am much chuffed.)