I appear to have written a book.
Coming soon - The Compendium of Roman History. It is stuffed full of wonderous and magnificent tales of ancient, misty times, people having molten gold poured down their throats, slave uprisings, elephants, fiendish plots, mad bastards, rampaging barbarian hordes, a black magic baby that someone is chucking at some bloke in a field, and a bit of swearing.
So, ‘soon’ as in ‘before Christmas’, unless I am struck by lightning (and someone in the book is struck by lightning!) or I’m strangled to death in the bath (yep … that’s in there, too!) you will be able to buy this and throw it at someone because it’s quite heavy.
It makes an ideal gift for someone in your life who is an absolute nerd or you if you are an absolute nerd, or you can use it to whack annoying rebellious British tribal chieftains with. Buy several thousand of them and you could fashion them into a scale model of the Colosseum, maybe? Or you could just read it, of course. There’s always that!
More news is coming in the next few days unless editing becomes so unbearable that I end up the same way as Titus Flavius Sabinus, Vespasian’s brother, consul in 47AD, who ended up in pieces, floating in the Tiber (also, of course, in the book).
Thanks, everyone!
James