The Skinema reading at the pub last night was a packed out success, despite it very nearly turning into a total fiasco. Things took a turn for the worse early on when the organiser ate a peanut (bad idea for someone with a severe nut allergy). So while he was nearly dying in hospital we were unable to locate the books we were planning to sell and the slide projector Chris needed for his presentation. At 8PM, with a full house eagerly awaiting the acclaimed author, there was no sign of Nieratko. I called him and he told me that he was still 40 miles outside London, insisting that it wasn't his fault because "NOBODY FUCKING TOLD ME STONEHENGE WAS CLOSED ON SUNDAYS!" Two nail-biting, thumb-twiddling hours later, Nieratko runs into the pub, apologising to everyone and thanking them for sticking around. Luckily for us, him and everyone concerned, he's a very funny dude who not only managed to win over the crowd, but also did a repeat show for the people who couldn't get into the first reading.