Somewhere a village is missing their idiot. I am that idiot

Pro tip: after having your business card printed, check the contact details are correct or else, as in my case, somewhere in the world, someone else with your name, whom you've never met, is being contacted about writing a book they have probably never heard of. 

If anyone contacts b.p.marshall@gmail.com because they have one of THESE business cards...

...they will not be contacting me.  They will be contacting another b.p.marshall whose life and existence I can only imagine.  Perhaps this other b.p.marshall has also written a novel.  Perhaps we'd have much in common.  Perhaps, even, they too had a business card made up in the vague belief that, when attending a writers' festival, a writer should have cards to hand out - to whom and for what purpose they can only dimly imagine.  Perhaps, even more incredibly, my b.p.marshall doppelganger also had the wrong email address printed on their business card.   We'd laugh and become the best of friends...

Or, as has actually happened, I've emailed a complete stranger explaining the whole thing...

...making it clear that I'm the idiot and that any multi-million dollar feature film offers should instead go to THIS carefully curated correct email address... 

To my doppelganger b.p.marshall, I apologise unconditionally...  Unless, tempted by the multi-million dollar offer from a major film studio, you are, at this very moment, writing a script using my novel as template.  In which case your evil genius impresses the hell out of me.  Well played b.p., well played.