No, not Romeo and Juliet, but Richard and Judy, Great Britain's teatime favourites and most unlikely bookworms. Their production team have held the publishing industry to ransom over the past twelve months through the promise of hitherto unprecedented publicity for authors across the 'literary' spectrum. HOW?
I found myself packing boxes of submissions this afternoon for next year's Book Club, and inevitably thinking to myself 'What credentials do they have for suggesting the books the gullible (yes they are) viewing public should read?' Recalling this year's selection further infuriated me, to the point that I entered into a discussion with my colleagues about perhaps creating a book award of my own. From nowhere. Well, from my impressive reading list. It's a fantastic idea. Watch this space.