Dear Mr Cornwell, My wife and I grew up in Essex/Kent/London, and now live with our offspring in Somerset. Due to an accident of work I have willow-weaved in the shadow of the Alfred monument, and frequently gaze upon Edington and the Parrett estuary with the echoes of your books in mind whilst most definitely conscientiously executing my job to the best of my ability with the Environment Agency. Thank you for the tip off with “A Glastonbury tale” on Desert Island Discs. Both my other half and I have gained immense pleasure from your stories. Indeed, I am even not reading your Starbuck novels on purpose in the hope that I can always leave some stuff to look forward to in perpetuity. In essence, thank you for the opportunity to be able to extend my sincere gratitude to you for the intelligence, real-life perspective, and humanity that you have added to our normal lives. Cheers Mate. Jeff