drop the dead guidebook
11 July 2006. Inspired by more coverage than a king-size duvet.
As the buildup to the UK release continues, we cackle at the very-temporary higher sales rank than Time Out, and sales trot along nicely in Spain, I'll keep on linking to reviews until you all get bored and go away.
First in the line were of course those trainer-watching hypercool, "we'll write about it before you even think of it" pussycats at Coolhunting.com. Oh and a national newspaper is soon to print a long, exclusive extract, apparently. I hope they don't choose one of the bits we made up.
More to come, I'm sure, but with all this press attention, I'm running away to Istanbul (not Constantinope). That's nobody's business but the Turks.