I never thought I’d have a book of limericks published, but it happened last December. Thanks to the late Peter Tory’s encouragement, who used almost 100 of my limericks in his Diary columns in the Star and The Sunday Express in the ’80s and early ’90s, I seem to be addicted to writing them. Or trying to. As often as not for friends. Friends like Peter James who writes books that are rather more successful than mine. “As someone who specialises in mysteries of all kinds and at all levels” he says, “it remains something of a mystery even to me how my old friend Arnie Wilson manages to write such daft but undeniably amusing limericks. In fact they’re Dead Funny! (Regular readers of Peter’s Roy Grace thrillers will get that pun-ishing joke.)
A Limerick Romp Through Time (with a foreword by Peter) is published by TSL Publications, which has also re-published Big Name Hunting, (with a foreword by Heston Blumenthal) about my years in Fleet Street when I specialised in interviewing celebrities. TSL are also planning to republish Snow Crazy, my book celebrating the history of the Ski Club of Great Britain. Oh and there’s another book in the pipeline with the provisional title of The Laughing Gas Man about another dear friend of mine who happens to be an anaesthetist. Watch this space!
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