The Keeper of Lost Things(77)

I should like to thank Paul for putting up with me. Whilst writing Keeper I have filled the house with all the lost things I have found, left bits of paper covered in notes all over the place, and generally allowed my “stuff” to creep into every room. I have locked myself away for hours on end and then emerged grumpy and demanding dinner. And yet, you’re still here!

Finally, I should like to thank my wonderful dogs. They have had to put up with “We’ll go for walk as soon as I’ve vanished this chapter” far too many times. Billy and Tilly both died while I was working on Keeper and I miss them every day, but Timothy Bear and Duke are asleep on the sofa as I write this. Snoring.