conversations.from: human
conversations.value: a title for a book about British, Along, Princess with the genre: Crafts, Hobbies & Home, Pets & Animal Care
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'My Animals and Other Family'
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the first five paragraphs for this book.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: My Animals and Other Family
  Dad selected on a basis of see-buy. If it was in front of him—a handbag, a belt, a pair of gloves, a jar of jam—he would put it in the basket. I reckon department stores are laid out for men who are panic buying. That's why all those leather goods are there on the ground floor as soon as you walk through the door—so that men like my father can scoop up things they think their wife might like.
  I looked in Andrew's basket. There was a football and a packet of jelly sweets. He looked at me hopefully.
  While Dad counted the bills, Andrew shoved his new football in the bottom of a big shopping bag and covered it up with a dressing gown.
  It was my job to wrap the stocking when we got home and weed out some of the less desirable objects. It was also my job to keep all the receipts for the inevitable journey back to Camp Hopson in Newbury.
  The interview training from Radley was soon to be put to the test. Mum drove me to Newmarket, where we stayed the night, before she dropped me off at Newnham College for my day of interrogation.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me two more paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Then, of course, there was the pull of home and the challenge of the championship. I had successfully persuaded the college of my need to have a car and, those first couple of weeks, I headed off to Newmarket at 5 a.m. to ride out for a trainer called David Morley. The effect this had on my ability to concentrate in lectures was fatal. By ten o'clock in the morning, my eyes felt as heavy as sheets of metal.
  Germaine Greer was in full flow—something to do with Shakespeare and his obsession with phallic symbols. I thought that if I just put my head on my arms on the desk, I would be able to take it in better. If I just...
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the last four paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: When it comes to the practicality of actually writing, I have been very lucky to have the kick up the backside I needed from Nicola Ibison at James Grant Group, who went on and on about it so much that it was easier to write than to tell her I wasn't. She hooked me up with the dashing and charming Ivan Mulcahy, who went through every comma of the early chapters and was there whenever I needed him. I like to think that I've helped him acknowledge and open up to the love of his life—a bichon frise called Charlie.
  At Penguin, Joel Rickett has been an absolute joy. He is kind, consistent and patient; I take his advice because he makes things better. Sarah Day did a brilliant job with the copyediting, and many thanks to Gill Heeley, who has drawn the wonderful illustrations for each chapter.
  JJ, Toby and Flora: I hope you enjoy reading about your daddy and Auntie Clare and that you have a childhood as fun as ours, but maybe without the stealing!
  Thank you to all the animals who have filled my life with happiness and love—especially Frank, for understanding me. Archie and Itty the cat have both watched me write, and I like to think they'd enjoy reading this, if they could. Walking Archie was essential, because it gave me space and time to think.