DREAMING SPIRES, NIGHTMARE CATACOMBS...

...and I can't remember whether that was Oxford or Tristopolis, but last week I was messing around with computers (or rather, computing ideas) in the university, followed by a lightning trip to Wales (with Yvonne driving through the night) to get to our neice's wedding. Emily Benbow, my favourite neice, has transformed into Emily Hill, and her husband Michael is the best. Good fortune forever, both...

And Yvonne's famous! She appeared in yesterday's Times, telling the world the truth about Paul McKenna's system, and how miraculous the changes are. Some people would say you can change in an instant because you already have all the resources you need inside you... and one of the people with that opinion is Paul himself. I've a story to share with you, about how to daydream a novel into existence to order, which is something exceptional... coming soon.

Fly straight, Pilots...