Did you all know that long ago, Neil's fans posted photos from the bath?
Welcome to Tumblr, 2012. Just as adorable and quirky as Tumblr of today, and with just as much Neil Gaiman appreciation, but with fewer fans to fuel the fads:
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(I went looking for Good Omens clues in the time capsule that is the internet, and Tumblr decided that it knew best and instead sent me down this rabbit hole from which I may never recover. 1 point to Tumblr; please send help)
Why were people doing this?? I think it's because there's a poem, Bathing with Gaiman, by Zenobia Frost @zenfrost
And it inspired a dedicated blog, @bathbookneil-blog, featuring an entire collection of fan photos reading his books… in the bath.
Neil encouraged fans to read their books "in the bath naked, fully dressed, they can be of any gender or all, masked, alone, or in groups of as many of them as can fit into a bath." He also suggested trying to read while showering, a feat he said he's attempted, unsuccessfully.
When asked, Neil agreed to share a photo of himself reading in the bath if the donations for the free Audible release of Click-Clack the Rattle Bag reached 100,000 downloads/dollars.
He promised fans a "proper nakedy bath" with some discreet bubbles.
Alas!
I'm not about to reveal a long-lost photo of Neil in the bath.
The donations didn't reach the goal, and the bath-photo-sharing trend quietly wound down.
But maybe he gave us this glorious moment with David Tennant-as-Aziraphale-as-Crowley, to make up for it:
[gif credits @tenthrees, @ferndaphnia, and @bringthekaos]
Most important of all was the time he spent one-on-one with General Alexander, with whom he had many frank talks: “I got to know him very well & he told me a great deal on the military side about his generals.” Alexander lent him his caravan, and the King had lighting installed and added a small tent. He brought his own rubber bathtub, which he left behind for the general’s use. In Arezzo, a town that only nine days earlier had been occupied by the Germans, the King admired the “panorama of mountains to the north,” one of which looked like “several Lochnagars placed together.” As he sat in his bath, he took in “the view in all its glory on a most lovely clear evening at the same time as I was listening to our guns firing 6 miles off & the Grenadier Guards band was playing ‘The White Horse Inn.’ What could have been nicer.”
--- from George VI and Elizabeth: The Marriage That Saved the Monarchy by Sally Bedell Smith