The idle chav …
Wee Geordie and his mummy …
Heat Magazine, arbiter of all things stylish and tasteful, has listed The Well-Tempered Clavier in their Top Ten books this week. New in at number eight - and beating, believe it or not, Gordon Ramsay’s “Chef” and “Borat”.
Here’s what Heat says: “This sweet tale about a schoolboy who falls for his teacher will leave you hoping that love conquer all.” How very true. Gives it three stars as well, but maybe they’ll beef that up a bit next week.
Anyway, if you happen to think this review is spot on and if you’d like to see the Clavier book lingering a little longer in the Heat chart, then why don’t you drop ‘em a line - heat@emap.com. Ta muchos!
Meanwhile …
Idle Tom the publisher made a little joke at his own expense when he came up for the Edinburgh launch three weeks ago.
He said that it was his DAD who was the publisher, but that as his old man couldn’t make it, Tom was up to Edinburgh instead. Tee hee.
Except …
I now understand that quite a number of my friends thought that Idle Tom was being perfectly serious.
A mate, Scott Hussey, was over for dinner last night. “The guy who came up from your publisher … he was a little strange,” said Scott.
“That’d be about right,” I said.
“What happened to the publisher? Why did he send his son up?”
“Tied up, I guess,” I said. “What did you make of him anyway?”
“Is he still at school?”
“Just about.”
“He …” Scott thought for a moment. “He looked a little edgy. In fact the whole event looked as if you were the publisher and he was the writer.”
“Sure. But what did you think of the kid?”
“With all his wet-look spiky hair and his best interview suit?”
“That’s the one. What did you think of him?”
“Well - ”
“Go on! Say it!”
“He looked … he looked a little chavvy -”
“Well Scott - that’s my publisher!”
“That Chav was your publisher? You’re joking!”