Friday, March 09, 2007
In his tribute to Ian Wooldridge, 'Lord' Archer compares the sports writer to 'Sir Neville Cardiss'. Er, that would be Cardus, Jeff. But, more importantly, he posts, 'It didn't even worry him [Wooldridge] that I didn't drink.' I'm probably the only person in the world that didn't know this, but, obviously, it explains everything. During the jollies in Rome accompanying the launch of his new book, someone should find a way of lacing his orange juice with a quart or two of Grey Goose. Who knows what creature would then emerge?
Posted by Bryan Appleyard at 8:02 am