A funny old saying

Christmas is coming and the geese are getting fat. That’s the old saying, not a commentary on the current bird obesity epidemic that is sweeping the nation. Is there really a problem with geese getting fat? It’s winter, shouldn’t they be flying south to sunnier climates? I don’t know.

In the run-up to Christmas, I have some time off from the hectic signing schedule. I’m thinking about how best to start the next novel but I’ve yet to put finger to keyboard and start tapping it out. When I do, you will all be the first to know how it is going. Well, you’ll be first if you don’t count Zoë, who I bounce ideas off every now and again. We use one-another as a sounding board. It’s incredibly useful when you’re writing to have someone you can do that with. Anyway, when I start writing, I will let you know how it is going.

Since there is no writing or signing news for the moment, I’ll leave you with a look at my lovely hobby. Here’s another visit to the train room. Enjoy!