Monday, 16 January 2012  In which Charlotte gains a stalker.  I
have made it.  Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have joined the
gilded ranks of those involved in the Levenson Enquiry. It's
true, I don't quite have paparazzi camped outside my house, but
I do have my very own, very sad stalker.  They have created a
Twitter account merely (it would appear) to send me badly worded
and frankly boringly inoffensive tweets. They don't like me
disrespecting my mother. (Hang on a second... Mum? Nah, she's
only just working out how to use a mobile phone. Twitter is on
the same technical level as algorithms, sat-nav and the offside-
rule. I think I'm safe...)  They've worked out that my name is
Charlotte Castle, and smugly published it to the Twittering
world. Given that I have a blog called CHARLOTTE CASTLE and I
also write books that happen to carry my name, I'm leaning
towards a suspicion that they don't work for MI5. Or MI6. Or
even my local job-centre. And frankly, that's saying something.
(Is there a requisite walk you