Monthly Archives: October 2007

All Human Life is Here…

I walked down Oxford Street this morning at 8.30, from Oxford Circus to Bond Street. A ten minute stroll, during which I encountered – A young vicar with dreadlocks, barking ‘yes mate’ repeatedly into his mobile. Four topless male models…

Ghost in the House

It was dark at 6am when I tottered downstairs this morning to put some coffee on. Boll was running ahead, as ever, almost tripping me up. Then I saw him. A man at the foot of the stairs. I saw…

Six Degrees

Ewan, doing a Scottish pose Another impressively indirect namedrop. The hotel I’ve just stayed in in Inverness had Ewan McGregor (who once pecked my friend Henrietta on the cheek) as a guest recently. It’s not clear whether I was in…

I’ve Got To Check Your Chips

I’ve spent a lot of time at Inverness Airport recently and – in my considered opinion – the security staff are insane. Why do they insist on scanning my passport? Why do they frisk me like maniacs every time I…