I Saw The Film Pearl Harbour And

The Inevitable Effect Of A Biographer's Hindsight Is To Belittle The Subject's Foresight.

Spending All My Remaining Money On A Ticket To Florence Was Rendered Needlessly Complicated By The Fact That None Of The Ticket-sellers Had Ever Heard Of The Place. At Last Their Supervisor Showed Up And Set Them Straight By Informing Them That The City They Had Always Referred To As 'firenze' Was In Reality Called Florence.

Here Was My First Lesson On The Resolutely Maintained Untidiness And Ill-health Of The English Upper Orders. In Baggy Evening Dress And Old Before Their Time, They Displayed Gapped And Tangled Teeth In Loosely Open Mouths. Gently Shedding Dandruff, They Lurched Across The Lawn. When They Stood At The Bar They Looked Like Lee Trevino Putting.

His Pear-shaped Head, I Could Now See, Was Situated On Top Of A Pear-shaped Body, Which His Black Gown Caused To Resemble A Piece Of Fruit Going To A Funeral.

In The Bob Hope Golf Classic (lwt) The Participation Of President Gerald Ford Was More Than Enough To Remind You That The Nuclear Button Was At One Stage At The Disposal Of A Man Who Might Have Either Pressed It By Mistake Or Else Pressed It Deliberately In Order To Obtain Room Service.