Oh god I've got to get out of bed and do some work

My hotel is dead posh, with lights that come on automatically as you walk around, LCD touch screens that control lights, curtains and great food delivered by room service. Sadly, after two days of bumming around in my swanky room getting over my jet lag I had to get up and do stuff today.

I started off with breakfast in bed (my fave perk of being on tour!). Massive plate of strawberry pancakes, Sunday paper. All very nice until I knocked the jug of maple syrup over the bed and stood up to find the duvet stuck to my arse.

Maple syrup is really hard to wash off your skin, and I'm probably not very popular with housekeeping after the state they found my bed in.




First two events of the Melbourne Writers Festival today. First was just me in the main festival theatre, followed by a big signing. The second was a panel event with two Aussie authors who write quite literary highbrow kids fiction, which is a bit of a contrast to my style of random violence and bum jokes.

Anyway, thanks to everyone who turned up!