A Publication
About a week or so into March, David started making some vague allusions to the facts that he had an idea to do something...clearly something very interesting, so his hints suggested. But he wouldn't tell me what he was talking about until he had started doing it. Eventually, he unveiled the mystery: he had started to write "The Whole of Jewish History in One Hour" the book (designed to be read in one hour).
The next two weeks, in the lead-up to our trip to the UK, were filled with the madness of a speedy production of this exciting new publication. David wrote the book, I put it together (designed the cover, did the lay-out and created the illustrations) and we got it off to the printer and back, just in time to take with us to London. We took all 200 copies of this trial first edition with us. David did an amazing job: the book is a great read and it is a real credit that he put all this together in such a short space of time.Naturally, as the days approached for us to leave Israel and head off to London,
London Tour
Our schedule for the nine days that we were in the UK was packed. On the evening of the day we arrived, David spoke for the Barnet Israel Group at the Cockfosters and North Southgate Synagogue. Our journey there was frought. Peak our traffic plagued the way and then as the dark descended, so did the snow, and we found ourselves driving in terrible conditions, unable to locate the headlights on our hire-car. I know this sounds stupid, but the headlight switch was not where it was supposed to be! We found ourselves struggling on, having to manually hold the full beam on (we could find that, but it wasn't with the main headlights) with one of us hold the full beam as the other changed gears or consulted the maps! (In fact, this was one of the joys of this trip, as David's licence had expired, I was designated driver for the entire trip; needless to say, it took a few days for each of us to settle into these roles and to maintain calm throughout our numerous journeys through London traffic.) Eventually, as this become untenable, we found a petrol station, pulled over and consulted a helpful man who managed to find the light switch in a very stupid counter-intuitive place.
Anyway, we shortly after arrived at our destination - later than we had hoped, but certainly on time. The organisers we already set-up and were delightful. The crowd was one of the largest of this trip (around 160) and very enthusiastic. Despite David's flagging energy levels, he did an amazing job. In fact, he particularly shone during question-time after the talk (interestingly, we don't normally encourage question-time). Then, for the first time, we had a book-selling session after the talk and people went crazy. On our first night in London, we sold almost 60 books - more than a quarter of the total print run. People were very keen and it was an immediate indication of what a great idea David had had.
The following day David and I set off for central London to do one of our favourite things ever - exploring the bookshops of Charing Cross Road. It was still bitterly cold, with another absurd untimely display of snow. Being Easter Monday, and effectively the only day of this London trip when we didn't have a commitment, we had thought it worthwhile to organise a pub gathering of friends. Unfortunately, we hadn't be terribly organised on this front and forgot to invite people until the last minute. But the final result was nice, although we had a short visit from Elliot Gotkine, we spent most of our afternoon and evening with Matt and Claudie.
We spent a restful Shabbat, stocking up on all the favourites from Golders Green,
Early Sunday morning we struggled with the daunting task of getting out of London on our way to Bournemouth for Wessex Day Limmud. Fortunately for us, the weather broke that morning and we enjoyed a glorious drive out to the 'west country'.
I paid a visit to the ABPI to see my former work colleagues and to visit my friend Marjorie Johnson. Everyone in the (former) public affairs seems well, although the days of the long lunches are over. Having visited the fourth floor - my old haunt - I went with Marjorie for coffee in Waterson bookstore on The Strand (very appropriate)and caught up on as much is possible within an hour and a half. As always, it was great to see her.
It was a wonderful end to a very successful tour, made even more impactful by the hugely successful launch of David's new book (a success educationally, as a PR tool and, of course, financially).
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