14.12.09

THE GODFATHER

UNCLE RON, WHO IS NOT REALLY MY UNCLE BUT WE CALL HIM THAT ANYWAY, TOOK ME FOR DINNER AT THE CAVENDISH HOTEL IN PICADILLY. HE TOLD ME HE'S BEEN GOING TO THE SAME HAIR DRESSERS BEHIND FORTNUM AND MASON FOR NEARLY 30 YEARS, AND THE SAME MAN WHO CUTS HIS HAIR USED TO CUT THE HAIR OF ONE OF THE PRIME MINISTERS DURING THE 1970S WHICH WAS PROBABLY EDWARD HEATH BUT MAY HAVE BEEN HAROLD WILSON. I ATE A TURKEY ROULADE. RON ATE THE SAME. I ATE A BREAD AND BUTTER PUDDING. RON ATE THE SAME. WE THEN SAUNTERED TO THE ROYAL ACADEMY TO SEE THE ANISH KAPOOR EXHIBITION (IT WAS ALRIGHT). RON SAID HE COULDN'T KEEP UP WITH ME AS WE WALKED TO THE EXHIBITION. AFTER WE WERE DONE, I LEFT HIM TO PICK UP HIS UMBRELLA HE'S FORGOTTEN IN THE CAVENDISH AND THEN FOR HIM TO GET ON A BUS BACK TO WATERLOO. A MAN IN HIS 80S AS SPRIGHTLY AS A 50 YEAR OLD. WHAT A MAX OUT.

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