She now knows I have my copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. At least us Brits get some things before them damn Yankees

I told her the queue outside Tesco, The Meadows, in Camberley was big… it surprised me too; there must have a hundred plus people waiting there when I turned up at ten minutes to midnight.

Becky had offered that when her copy turns up on our doorstep tomorrow morning I can read it… but I couldn’t resist being part of the bundle for the last book in the Harry Potter… er… septology?

Right, I’m off to finish a bit more of it now; I told here that at the foot of page 35 it says;

“Back in his bedroom, Harry fiddled aimlessly with his”

But she didn’t want to know in case I spoiled the plot…