I got three autos (ticket number 539 on Saturday) in under a minute, two on photos which were personalised and one on the cover of PB which was not. I said "if you could sign the cover that would be great" meaning, if Charisma didn't feel like signing naked pictures of herself then fair enough, but she took that to mean no personalisation so there's my retirement fund (kidding...)
I felt sick as a parrot when I returned late on Sunday and saw her posing for photos but the queue was closed. If only I'd known there was a possibility I would have camped out all day. Ah well, serves me right for checking out the Frida Kahlo exhibit at the Tate Modern... what was I thinking?