Still jetlagged from Los Angeles trip. Need to sleep. Luckily I found coverage of the Conservative party conference on BBC parliament. That, plus ovaltine, seem to be doing the trick.

Selfish Pigs, my new book, should be hitting the UK shops this week. Will be heading straight to Charing Cross road in the morning to experience the my-god-it’s-actually-in-the-shops thrill, which I still get even after 7 books. Not quite like the first time of course, when I nearly wet my trousers with excitement to see The Book Of Bunny Suicides on a table in Borders, but it’s still there.

Night night!