In just this one respect the year has started remarkably well. As yet I have not found myself at lunch on a Friday morosely picking at fish and chips out of a polystyrene box at my desk. It was not one of my resolutions to avoid a recurrence - of something that happened all too frequently last year- but I am pretty intent not to let it happen. Please note!
Today was a first for me however. A client invited me to lunch at Whites. I was bragging to a friend about my invitation…I know…I’m not proud. “Ghastly place”, said he, “full of Old Etonians ( he’s an Harrovian ) and crooks. Last time I was there someone stole my coat”. Historically of course this club is notorious for retrogrades so my friend ought to have felt at home. Notoriously, in the early 1800’s Lord Alvanley bet a fellow member £3,000 as to which of two raindrops would first reach the bottom of a pane of the bow window.
It was a fine lunch I am happy to report. I had a brace of teal and a glass of wine, followed by Welsh Rarebit. And furthermore, I love this, having never been there before I happened to meet 5 people I knew!! How cool is that? And then when I walked over to St James’s Park, as if I havn’t already done enough virtual name dropping, I bumped into The Earl of Airlie who you will no doubt recall was Lord Chamberlain from 1984 to 1997. I’m not totally sure he recognised me, but that is probably a good thing thinking back to a reeling party in Angus…. No…stop right there David.
Hey ho….thank goodness for all that excitement today. I was going to have to tell you that Hen rang me this week to say she was saving up to go to Mongolia in August. The ultimate back packers destination of course. But I’ll save that for another occasion other than to attach for the umpteenth time my trip report. Can’t wait to read Hen’s.
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