Wednesday 26 August 2009

  • A paperback James Bond novel in my bag.
  • Propping up the bar in very good company, with perfectly chilled glass of beaujolais nouveau. Not a bad plan b.
  • Caught: bespectacled and dishevelled on the front steps, drink in hand and long past my bed time. A knowing smirk was sufficient comment.
  • A lovely, supportive email.
  • Saying hello in the middle of the BFI.

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