I wasn’t supposed to be at the Booker Prize Party…

I can’t think of many people who would say, when invited to the event of their lives, “can I bring my two grownup daughters too, please?” but that was pretty much what my mum, Clare Morrall did when in 2003 she was unexpectedly shortlisted for the Booker Prize for Astonishing Splashes of Colour from aContinue reading “I wasn’t supposed to be at the Booker Prize Party…”