Sunday 13th February 2011

I think it does. In the Banking Crisis Poor Little Rich Gays were in Tobago (some of them), glued to the TV and gnawing as their investments crashed. But then we were booming.

But now…..

The Multis have mined that stilton to the very edge. There’s hardly any eating left on it. Not like last year when there was a good half inch before the rind. In Milan the Blond Multi’s Hotel was 90 euros. His employees in the Milan office were thunderstruck.  ‘New policies,’ the Blond said. ‘Expenses are reined in.’ ‘By you,’I said. ‘You’re i/c expenses.’ ‘I know,’ he said. Lord Arrowby says that nobody is to go First Class ever, in Government circles.

It really is the end.

We’re having a day out in the country -Val, me, Lady Newell are visiting with the Photo Multi’s Mother north of Birmingham. Val and I have developed a new look – the semi-country or demi-ville.

I feel I’m wearing too much honey-beige.