We spent the morning meeting with agents that we wouldn’t have given the time of day to a few years ago. They got progressively lower rent and yet not one of them would take us on. Not one. They all talked about our ‘incredible careers’ and then refused to have anything else to do with us.
I hadn’t realised just how long the arm of Leonard crake was or how bad things had got...
We eventually met an ‘agent’ called Toby and as soon as I saw him I nearly turned around and ran straight back out again. He was about 12 but that was by no means the worst thing about him. Rarely have I heard anyone talk such rubbish and he was really... intense. But there we were, without an agent and running out of options. Susannah of course loved him. She would. He was enthusiastic and cute. I don't think she could decide whether to hire or adopt him. I'm not sure which would be worse but we ended up hiring him.
What have we done?