I am writing this on a train. Another train.
I am on tour. In fact, I am on two tours. Simultaneously. With one tour, I am taking my one-man show (Gyles Brandreth Can't Stop Talking) across the land, from Edinburgh to Eastbourne.
There's no rhyme nor reason to where I go. I think my producer just sticks a pin randomly in the map.
With the other tour, I am flogging my latest book (Elizabeth: An Intimate Portrait), from Ilkley to Belfast.