Today's prize for most nonsensical email in the ever increasing deluge of spam generated by ChatGPT or whatever, goes to whoever thinks I'll believe the programme director of the Cheltenham Literary Festival wants to headline a book of mine from 2019. Because LLMs don't understand dates or the passage of time. I can't find any way to alert the literary festival via their website, as contact details are limited and specific. I'll settle for flagging this for my fellow authors.