What should I make of the fact that I get emails today from Ann Widdecombe and Edwina Currie announcing they both have new email addresses? Just askin'...
Reminds me of a wonderful afternoon at the Tory Party Conference in 2002 just after Edwina had published her diaries. Ann was doing a signing on the Politico's stand and was doing he rbest East End barrow boy selling act. "Get your Clematis Tree here. Very clean novel. No sex, no violence, no swearing. Buy it for Granny for Christmas." At just that point we had a delivery of 500 copies of Edwina's book. I covertly placed a big pile of them on the desk next to Ann. Eventually, she cottoned on and pulled a face. Her sales patter changed somewhat. "Very clean novel," she shrieked, pointing to her book. She then pointed with a disdainful look on her face to Edwina's book. "Very dirty diaries!"
It must have worked. During the course of the week we sold 500 Widdecombe novels, but only 14 of Edwina's diaries. Actually, her book was an excellent read and was about far more than just the affair with John Major. If you haven't read it, you should.
