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My agent, Kevin Conroy Scott.
Sorry, ladies: he’s married. |
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Me at my agent’s party in London,
holding a bottle of tasty ale. |
Working the ol’ cockney magic.
“Alright girls?” |
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Best mate, Neil. |
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Ex-girlfriend-but-one Viviana.
Still speaks to me. |
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Mr & Mrs Robot. Still in
love, after three years of domestic robot bliss. |
| My Faber editor Lee, left, with author Richard T Kelly. |
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My children’s editor at Quercus,
Roisin, in a restaurant thinking about books. |
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