As usual, this book owes a debt of gratitude to a cast of many. First and foremost, Tricia Woodroffe, always the first to read a draft, and Caitlin Meadows, who gave such good advice regarding names, and David Woodroffe, for the photo shoot. Thanks also to Charlotte Evans, as always. And a massive thanks to all those who give me constant encouragement and support, too many to mention but I hope you know that I appreciate it every step of the way.
Some belated thanks to Emmet, who is the real Gusto, and to Willow, simply because she can’t bear to be left out. Thanks also to the tribe of possums who have moved into my roof cavity, keeping me awake at night and resulting in this book being finished in a record amount of time.
And thanks again to Joel Naoum of Momentum Books for ongoing support and to Ali Lavau, who – apart from a difference in opinion regarding smoked salmon bagels – is the type of psychic editor who makes a book sing.
Lastly, a huge thanks to Nell Forrest, who let me back into her life. I enjoyed myself just as much as last time and hope that I haven’t worn out my welcome.