Jennie has been asked for a photograph. Well, there was a piece in The Bookseller a week or so back about Bloomsbury’s publishing of 24 for 3 and the bag, which was never very tightly tied in the first place, is now open, and the cat is out: Jennie Walker, author of 24 for 3, is me (male, 57). (Sincere apologies to anyone who has become fond of her; the disguise was donned for practical reasons that seemed good at the time, and its intention – unlike, say, Bonnie Prince Charlie’s dressing as a servant girl after the battle of Culloden, and wasn’t there some French aristocrat, even if only in The Scarlet Pimpernel, who escaped from the Bastille dressed as a woman? – was not to deceive.)
Anyway, a photograph. I don’t photograph well, or happily. Fortunately, I have an exact lookalike: Billy Bob Thornton, as the barber in the Coen brothers’ The Man Who Wasn’t There. So here, above, is BBT/Jennie/me.
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