Oh for fuck's sake

Look, for (I promise) the last time; if anyone fancies coming the 'launch' of my relatively recent book tomorrow night (22nd March 2012, 7pm at Waterstone's in Notting Hill) then I can confirm that it's happening. We've even told the bookshop. Head upstairs. I'm told that everything will be 'fine' and that 'there's nothing to worry about'. The publisher, Mr Jones, asks if I'm going to 'tweet' about it. Am I? Can I be bothered? Does it matter? Is there a viable future for our children? Eventually the sun will implode. Or will it explode? I can't remember. I don't know.
Or why not go to the Barbican instead? PENDERECKI