Monday 6th July 2009<\/p>\n
I was going to tell you about the frenzy of excitements in store for the poor little rich gays of London at the moment but I\u2019ve just heard that Anthony Mottram has gone down with Swine flu while staying at The Vases in Gloucestershire with Leon de Veer and Miles Kent.<\/p>\n
At least he says it\u2019s Swine flu and not serious. I don\u2019t believe him. He always downplays illness to get the better of it. I expect a call in the middle of the night to say he is sinking fast.<\/p>\n
I might succumb too, since he was staying with me last week.<\/p>\n
Next week we are supposed to be going to Bulgaria to visit an orphanage \u2013 enough of an ordeal in itself you\u2019d have thought for those used to certain standards. Anthony has an immense enthusiasm for the young. The orphans are staging a drama event sponsored by his business. Robert Nevill, my second oldest friend, is coming too. But what if we are both struck down with Swine flu miles from a BUPA hospital?<\/p>\n
Anthony is not well enough to return to Prague and resume his activities as \u2018consultant\u2019 and possible spy. He is in line for a knighthood, you know.<\/p>\n
Oh dear, I have a sense of those few hairs of time that might separate a triumphant exit from the Prada shop emblazoned with carrier bags and the catastrophic thump of a not-seen passing car.<\/p>\n
Anthony and I have been bickering away for the last forty years, ever since we met in 1970 at Mr Carpenter Jacobs\u2019 tea party for new boys. But there\u2019s never been any sex, as far as I can recall.<\/p>\n
Tomorrow I am going to Glyndebourne \u2013 all being well. There was so much I wanted to tell you. I\u2019m invited twice this week to the Riverside Multis (that\u2019s multi-millionaires) who live in a marble-lined riverside penthouse and then on Saturday it\u2019s Lord Arrowby\u2019s summer party (yes, he really is a lord \u2013 something huge in administration, advising the Government \u2013 although you wouldn\u2019t think it to look him). On top of all that, there\u2019s the sales, which this year with the Credit Crunch and so many of them starting early and nearly catching me out have been more than usually terrifying as well as thrilling of course.<\/p>\n
You see, being a poor little rich gay does not necessarily mean having any money. Anthony\u2019s and my friend, Val (short for Valentine) has always been a poor little rich gay despite, owing to advanced alcoholism, often being troubled for the tube fare home.
\nSo the sales are the one and only chance to seize certain essential items, mainly of clothing.<\/p>\n
Maybe this Swine flu is punishment for spending too much money in the sales. And for throwing away perfectly good clothes that have gone out of style. Only last week Anthony was saying how the orphans would be thrilled to wear my old Prada.
\nThat was before he got ill. I do hope he\u2019ll be all right. He is so careless with his health. He has insisted that his private Czech doctors declare him not overweight. Once, he and his employees underwent some kind of personality test. His result showed him to be highly controlling. So he cancelled the tests across the board.<\/p>\n
But he won\u2019t be able to cancel Swine flu.<\/p>\n
I think my only hope is a little consoling, distracting nip to the shops in the hope that a surprise end-of-sale bargain will fall my way. There is comfort \u2013 I was going to say in lesser things but that won\u2019t quite do.<\/p>\n
Tomorrow I\u2019ll let you know if I was blessed in the shops. And we\u2019ll have news of Anthony. And I\u2019ll go to Glyndebourne. And so it will go on in all its usual glory and horror.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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