Ok, in a week where it looked like nothing unusual was going to happen, something finally did.
My uncle Jim stayed in Paris for a year and came out with a new mantra, “where are the lawyers?”—he would spend hours watching crazy French game shows where contestants performed acts that fear-of-lawsuit would ban from American television. I was reminded of this earlier this evening at Homebase.
Have just been interviewed by Aline Pestana, a very nice lady from the International Herald Tribune TV station (from Rio, actually) - she’s interviewed Tom Coates and now me! (we are not worthy, grovel grovel) - am at present drinking pint with James at the Crown in Victoria Park and am about to tuck in to fantastic smoked mackerel:
Took CLF to her first swimming lesson yesterday. Nick walked up and down the pool with her in various positions and she seems to like it. Keep this up and we’ll have a wee swimmer in no time :-)
Well, it’s just gone midnight here in London and I thought I’d scribble few thoughts about 9/11 before going to bed.