I thought I was going to go violently purple when I met him in Waterstones in London, but he was so charming and unassuming that the idea seemed ridiculous afterwards. I was next to last in the line, but he was really gracious, signed everything I presented (‘American Gods’, ‘The Dream Hunters’ and my old boot – which I still wear) and seemed very happy to chat. I’d loveloveLOVE to do this again!