Tuesday 29th June 2010
The Multis have re-surfaced. See graphs below. It looks vaguely familiar, doesn’t it? And generically correct, of course – staff in aprons, with trays.
But will the missing days between last Thursday and Sunday ever be accounted for? All we know is that these sensational property-and-company-owning tycoons never showed at the Voile d’Or, Cap Ferrat. Did they ever intend to mount the air for the Cote d’Azur? Was it a false boarding? A decoy? Did they go to Glastonbury, suddenly becoming Hippies or whatever one is at a pop festival, even though in a tent with a silver cow creamer and salad service? Did they go to Greece, as Robert Nevil suggests (see comments on the last posting) and, driven to it by that awful rubbery haloumi, launch out wildly into the sea, intending never to return?
As we know, with Poor Little Rich Gays, anything is possible. There could be a complete reinvention, a total abandonment at any moment.
The Multis were here Last Night. Does it Look Familiar?
The Multis were here Last Night. But Where?
Tate Britain, surely?
No doubt with the chequebook out.
I am very concerned by the ties of these serving girls. They seem too slack (and polyester?). No good at all. And what are those straws in the drinks doing. Please. Solange would never stand for it. I would never stand for it in Solange…
Yes, of course. I thought it looked familiar. But I don’t think you can buy there, can you?
And the safety trays are very difficult to extract the glasses from. I know from experience.