{"id":2271,"date":"2011-05-22T16:23:28","date_gmt":"2011-05-22T15:23:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/?p=2271"},"modified":"2011-05-22T19:59:59","modified_gmt":"2011-05-22T18:59:59","slug":"i-planned-a-light-diary-for-this-weekend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/?p=2271","title":{"rendered":"I Planned a Light Diary for This Weekend…"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sunday 22nd<\/sup> May 2011<\/p>\n

Were I under the Doctor, I\u2019m sure he would order a light diary (all right, she). I\u2019m in danger of\u00a0 \u00fcbergadiarisengesmacht<\/em> as the Germans call it. I notice Her Majesty the Queen is in the same predict: not a minute back from Ireland, and it\u2019s get the State Suite vac-ed for President Obama and the First Lady.<\/p>\n

Nothing worse than having visitors immediately after you\u2019ve been away.<\/p>\n

Well, my light diary came to nothing: I had three last-minutes, four if you count the Thursday whirl round to Angus Willis, the world-famous food stylist and writer, and Fergus Strachan\u2019s, to tidy away the remains of an M & S shoot (Angus also launched some sensational ice-creams: you\u2019ll see). Then there was my chaperoned summit with my part-time love interest, Lord Arrowby. That was scheduled for Borough Market yesterday morning, and took place.<\/p>\n

We\u2019re just astonishingly intimate, that\u2019s how it is, despite all appearances to the contrary, such as never seeing or hearing of each other for months on end. \u2018Do stop hitting me,\u2019 he said playfully. On parting, he declared, \u2018We\u2019ve been together for two hours; it hasn\u2019t been too bad.\u2019<\/p>\n

I see an \u2018understanding\u2019 looming within the next two years at least. It\u2019s a question of combining a firm line with lovely soothing encouragement. As we know, Poor Little Rich Gays are perfectly impossible in intimate life, requiring complete freedom as to d\u00e9cor, choice of hotel, restaurant and frockage, on top of not having a minute to spare because of intense diarising, empire-building, entrepreneurial activity and glorifying of the life: The Poor Little Rich Gay arches for significance beyond the domestic.\u00a0 Even though the home is vital, as much as possible, it is set on the international stage.<\/p>\n

Anyway there\u2019s a great deal more to say about that. What with one thing and another, I\u2019ve now got a backlog of nine items to cover, and Chelsea Week is upon us, new events are coming into being hourly. Pavel Marincek, ex-kitchen of Anthony Mottram, arrives from Prague on Tuesday for the Show. That night there are TWO PVs, then the Show itself on Wednesday, always demanding though thrilling, requiring trudging and parting of crowds while in celebratory frockage and mood.<\/p>\n

My greatest diary challenge is the weekend after next, when on the Saturday, I lunch with the Multis, and the Blond Multi\u2019s mother, Lady Carmichael, on a rare London visit, regain my home at 3.30 to show my gardens to some earnest Islingtonites; \u00a0then out again to dinner with Dhirren Dutta, who wrote that novel about improved hygiene in India (oh India \u2013 my God, there\u2019s that to cover: Robert Nevil has introduced yet more elements); on the Sunday, lunch with Aunt Lavinia who is fielding the designer of Glyndebourne, then tea with Ludovico Colnaghi, then \u2018Candide\u2019 at the Barbican as part of Robert Nevil\u2019s birthday celebrations, in the evening.<\/p>\n

We must glory in the wracking abundance, the riven delights of Poor Little Rich Gay life, but don\u2019t be surprised if I have to be carried on a stretcher to Tuscany for the August retreat.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Sunday 22nd May 2011 Were I under the Doctor, I\u2019m sure he would order a light diary (all right, she). I\u2019m in danger of\u00a0 \u00fcbergadiarisengesmacht as the Germans call it. I notice Her Majesty the Queen is in the same predict: not a minute back from Ireland, and it\u2019s get the State Suite vac-ed for […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2271","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-adrain-edge"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2271","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2271"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2271\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2273,"href":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2271\/revisions\/2273"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2271"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2271"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2271"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}