The Well-Tempered Clavier

Britain’s best-loved writer, Katie Price, was up in Scotland yesterday for a signing session of her latest blockbuster "Pushed to the Limit".

 

And seeing as that Katie and I go way, way back to her days as a Sun Page Three girl, I was at the front of the queue.

 

Well not really at the front of the queue. That would have been a bit keen. No - since the signing session was due to start at 4pm, I dawdled along with wee Geordie on my shoulders about 40 minutes later.

 

Now I don’t really know what I’d expected with Katie’s signing session.

 

I’d envisaged a number of different scenarios.

 

But still … she took my breath away.

 

About 200 yards from the store, I started walking past this huge rabble of people. They were largely teenage girls, all of them dressed up to the nines, plus a few scrofulous lads.

 

And initially I’d thought, "They can’t all be here for …"

 

But of course they were. Time for Plan B.

 

So in my usual cavalier fashion I went straight to the front of the queue.

 

"Can I come in to buy a book?" I said to the guy on the door.

 

"Sorry mate, Health and Safety. Jordan’s doing a signing session, and we’re only letting them in 20 at a time."

 

Hell and tarnation! That was plan B scuppered. I’d hoped to sneak in and just go right up to her, bold as brass.

 

Could have hung around and waited for her to come out; could have wasted my time in the queue. But in the end I took a fatalistic approach to all and decided that if she was going to come to me - then she would come.

 

I signed a copy of the Clavier book her and wrote my number on the back of THAT picture. You know the one … Maybe it’ll bring back fond memories for Katie … though somehow I doubt it.

 

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