During half term Oliver Jeffers graced my bookshop with his presence. I was very please he did. He lives in New York so I thought that the chances of meeting him would be nil. Also, most customers believe that he’s called Oliver Jeffries. It felt good to point out the posters to them – Jeffers…rhymes with Heffers. Good to have cleared that up.
I got to bring the kids too. So here we are meeting him (my daughter Jess makes the book look ENORMOUS):
This is the random inscription the kids made poor Mr Jeffers write:
Mr J added the duck. The inscription kind of works because it looks like a page you’d find in a book by him.
This is him in our throne. Isn’t it cool?
Right will get on and do my first recommendation right now. I promise.