Our little girl turns two this weekend so I took some cake into the nursery today for her to share with everybody. Don't worry, when I say 'some cake' I mean a proper product from a shop with a box and everything - not 'some cake' I'd discovered on the streets or in the folds of a coat belonging to an old man's corpse in a shop doorway.
Hang on.
What?
Never mind.
Anyway... ah two year
olds. They're like fawns who've only just woken to discover the forest is on fire. Full of awe and astonishment and powered by a panicky rhythm about what to do first as the world bewilders them with its bright, blurry wonders. They're lovely basically but I caution you now: do not EVER come between a two year old and a piece of cake. They will kill you quicker than a bullet to the brain and suffer no remorse as they dig their hands into the fluffy white flesh of an iced sponge with
Iggle Piggle's face on it.
Love them.
Marvel at how cute they are.
But watch them when it comes to cakes. Watch them close, you hear?
A meeting with my agent earlier this week prompted me to finally register for my
PLR payments - just a year after publishing my first books. Now I can look forward to cheques for £0.05 along with most other authors and I'm already planning a spend up on the back of it.
In any event, all this talk of children and books puts me in mind of this
story. I saw the one-man phenomenon Anthony Horowitz on
Newsnight complaining about the concept of being
CRB checked before being allowed into schools to promote his books.
Now I've had the good fortune to meet Anthony on several occasions (through my film liaison work on
Foyle's War - see
here for a little interview I did with him) and have always been struck by how generous he is with his time when it comes to meeting fans and engaging with his considerable audience. He's also only too aware of what a great privilege it is to be allowed into the school environment so I was quite surprised by his (and many others') hostility to the
CRB checking process.
Writers are invited into schools because the education authorities recognise that they know what they're doing when it comes to stimulating children's imaginations and engaging them with fiction. I think it's equally incumbent on writers, particularly
children's writers who in many ways carry far more responsibilities to their audience than any other kind of writer, to respect the education authorities when it comes to knowing about child safety issues.
The law is the law. It may sometimes be an ass. An ass that sees angels and
hee haws and stuff. But no-one can be above it. On an unrelated (or related?) note, I spotted Chris
Langham at my local train station this afternoon. Yes
that one. He was standing next to a young mum with two children.
I can say with absolute authority and stunning clarity that I have
no idea what to make of this or how to segue it into some kind of neat moral conclusion about the complexity of the issues so please make of it what you will, will you?
Much obliged to you.