You may be surprised to see, should you visit the largest bookstore in Britain (Waterstones, Piccadilly), to see my first book proudly and prominently on display on the table for the “Greatest Travel Literature ever written”. Me, next to Thesiger, Newby, Cherry Garrard et al?
How on earth did I get there?
Surely the author did not position his own books there.
Surely he would not stoop so low…
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