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32. Matinee Idol
Read more: 32. Matinee IdolToday we went to the Apollo Theatre and saw Jez Butterworth’s Jerusalem. We picked it because it had rave reviews, we’d heard Mark Rylance the lead actor was extraordinary and we could actually get in. SO there we were at 1:30, taking our two expensive seats in the stalls, snuggled up as we were with…
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31. Best intentions
Read more: 31. Best intentionsThe National Gallery was today’s key item on the agenda. That was the intention. Two days left in London, better take in some of the grand masters. But then I met Steve for lunch, cheap Japanese joint called TOKYO in Chinatown, soba noodles, Leicester Square Tube, four stops, BOOM, Harvey Nichols. Harvey Nichols is a…
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30. A wall I’m crazy about on Dean Street
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29. Amateur Hour
Read more: 29. Amateur HourSo we’d booked a table at The Ivy for Sunday lunch, because people said we should. Snuggled in the heart of Soho since the early twentieth century , it’s nana chic walls are lined with black and white photographs of history’s theatrical royalty – Laurence Olivier, Marlene Dietrich and Dame Nellie Melba all ate there.…
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28. Holding the torch
Read more: 28. Holding the torchAm I the only one who does a good line in weeping in restaurant toilets? Because twenty minutes into meeting the newest member of the Secret Royal Family and that’s where I was. I wasn’t prepared for how perfect she would be, how much love and vulnerablility travelled with her, how Stu’s face would soften…
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27. And there she was
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