I’ve always resented the existence of the Spice Girls, for obvious reasons. However, for no good commercial reason I feel particularly galled that on the latest booktrack figures for 2009 sales, Geri Halliwell sold one copy of Ugenia Lavender more than I sold of Grave Thief. I don’t feel resentful that A Brief History of Time also sold one more copy that Grief – in fact that’s pretty cool – but that ginger bint? Bah.