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'On the hour-long car ride to the hotel, I kept seeing banners bearing my face. The first time I caught sight of one, I wondered if lack of sleep on the overnight flight was making me hallucinate. But, no, there I was again.'
'We came home and settled in Cambridgeshire, or what I still think of as 'Huntingdonshire'. In fact, this largely imaginary shire has become the perfect place for me to write in.'
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