I grew up very near an airport, and one of my favourite things - at first, whenever going there with my mother to drop off a relative who was travelling somewhere far across the world, and then later, when I began travelling myself - was walking up to the Departures board and marvelling at all the places where you could go. Each of those towns and cities, I thought, was somewhere where another great friendship could be waiting for you, maybe even the love of your life. When I first looked at that board I saw endless possibilities for beautiful futures, and I still do.

Every book that you write has a different journey, and when I wrote "In The End, It Was All About Love", I expressed a particular dream for it - that it would be the kind of book that people would find lying on a bed in a youth hostel, or on a table on a high-speed train, and they would pick it up and pass it on, pass it on. Recently I realised that this dream, in a sense, has come true, because it is a book that keeps on finding people. I asked people on Instagram where they were living or travelling when they read this book of mine - now translated beautifully into German by Marie-Isabel Matthews-Schlinzig - and they replied to tell me that, so far, "In The End, It Was All About Love" has found readers in - takes deep breath -

Amsterdam, Atlanta, Baltimore, Bamberg, Barcelona, Basel, Belfast, Berlin, Birkenau, Bishkek, Bochum, Bogota, Boston, Brighton, Bristol, Brussels, Bucharest, Calgary, Cambridge, Cape Town, Charlottesville, Croydon, Dublin, Düsseldorf, Edinburgh, Eindhoven, Exeter, Frankfurt, Ithaca, Galway, Gelsenkirchen, Glasgow, Graz, Hamburg, Harare, Hastings, Hayfield, Helsingborg, Helsinki, Heysham, Hoboken, Hong Kong, Horsham, Huddersfield, Indianapolis, Insel Rügen, Jeddah, Kampala, Kassel, Kathmandu, Kilkenny, Kuala Lumpur, Leeds, Liguria, Lisbon, Little Rock, Liverpool, London, Los Angeles, Luton, Maastricht, Malaga, Manchester, Mannheim, Margate, Marseille, Melbourne, Mercersburg, Milton Keynes, Milwaukee, Mission Viejo, Montpellier, Montreal, Morgantown, Munich, New Delhi, New York, Nottingham, Norwich, Oslo, Ottawa, Oxford, Palm Beach Gardens, Paris, Philadelphia, Pindamonhangaba, Port de Pollença, Porto, Potsdam, Plymouth, Puglia, Raleigh, Ramsbottom, Reading, San Diego, San Francisco, Seattle, Seoul, Sevilla, Sheffield, Slough, Southampton, St-Senier-de-Beuvron, Stockholm, Stuttgart, Sydney, Tallinn, The Hague, Tehran, Tel Aviv, Toronto, Tübingen, Vancouver, Vienna, Washington DC, Wellington, Weert, Whitley Bay, Wintergreen, Wismar, York and Zürich.

This is a dream that continues to come true - my very own departure board for a book that I care about so much. Each time I hear about a new town or city where this book has found a reader, I will add it to the very long sentence above. Thank you all very much for reading it, and for passing it on.