Here’s the first giveaway!

A free ecopy of Carolyn’s first book: A year on Planet Alzheimer; and a little longer in Canada (Yip, nothing to do with trucks) but first, you know the deal eh? Please hit a button on your favourite podcast!

Which podcast?

It can be this week’s, or last week’s or the first one ever, or any one of your favourites. If you can’t choose which, there will be some reminders of classic episodes over the next week or two.

Which button? You choose!

This cute little button bank appears at the bottom of every podcast post, so you can:

Retweet, if you’re a tweeter.

Go ‘like’ the Facebook author fan page and hit ‘share’ if you’re a Facebooker.

Neither of those? How about an iTunes review? The itunes link at the top on the right under ‘Podcast Feeds’.

Shameless, I know. You can digg, pligg, tumble and pin as well if you like, while you’re at it, I don’t mind at all. But the Big Three are where the freebies are at.

Then pop your email etc in the little box below to be given your password to freebie reading heaven. Add a link in the comments box if you’d like your website/blog/lolcat pic retweeted in return.

Still not sure about all that button-hitting, here’s a quick synopsis:

What happens when a single parent from London heads for Canada to care for an elderly lady in case it’s fun? Described by readers as a cross between Bridget Jones and Bill Bryson,A Year On Planet Alzheimer is almost the story of an adventure. It isn’t quite a travelogue, despite being largely about places. It would be dereliction of duty to omit to pass comment on the remarkable ceiling at Vancouver Bus Station for example or the remarkable discovery that they don’t turn Niagara Falls off at night. Neither is it really a psychological exploration of living with dementia, despite the title. It is almost the story of a child – what happens when you tell a nine-year-old that travel broadens the mind? What does travel do to a nine-year-old mind? Mainly there is life and the sheer unexpectedness of the way other people live it. Not just the snow dump but the incredulity generated by wanting to see it. It could be the story of an adventure with a few more shimmering sunsets dancing over majestic waves. There are some majestic waves, naturally, but we are more obsessed with meatballs. It is therefore the story of an escapade.