That's the question my husband is asked when he goes out to do the shopping or post a parcel. The nice lady in the Chinese take-away pointed out that I'd been in the local newspaper, when my husband went to pick up our beansprouts in garlic sauce... it seems that everyone knew before I did. Two weeks before I did, to be exact. She was kind enough to let us have her copy of the newspaper, and there it was... a third of a page about the new book, with a large photograph of me. Now Interpol will know where I am, gosh darn it; I'm going to have to have plastic surgery and buy false papers again! It seems that news of the book is spreading fast, and I am faced with suddenly entering the public limelight after being a recluse, more or less, for the past several years. More importantly, I'm entering the local public limelight... which means being recognised when I'm squeezing a melon whilst talking to myself in Tescos. Every time my husband comes home he has new stories to tell... something which he gets very excited about... and I have to say that it's really nice to hear the encouraging comments and the genuine interest expressed by local people... regarding both the book and the situation which inspired it. Now if everyone will just buy ten copies each I can retire to the Seychelles. No, I'm only joshing... I may not have been born in this neck of the woods, but I'm very proud to call it home and I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.
Causes Gina Collia-Suzuki Supports
The World Wildlife Fund
Cancer Research UK