I know, I know… You were probably thinking with the L.A. influence coupled with a long spell in an English girl’s school that my literary inspirations would be a cross between Joan Didion and Evelyn Waugh. Far from it, my angels! My writerly consciousness was largely shaped by the Muppets.
Category: London
What’s the world coming to when two men with improbable hair (?) — one born to the elite, one shockingly elitist — both having deeply dysfunctional relationships with the truth, manipulate their way to power by fomenting fear among the very people they’ve brazenly exploited? Well, we get Britain trampling…
Still walking in the mornings, always before the sun gets too high. It’s not just the cooler temperatures I like, it’s the company. For example, nearly every morning I see a very old man, who doesn’t use his cane, but carries it under his arm. In greeting he raises his…
That’s my father, he died many years ago on a business trip to London. And being my father’s daughter, this is the deal—this portrait of him is a link to my Hollywood novel, click and it’ll take you to Amazon. Hold onto your hats for a rare “non-fiction” moment, I…
…Even though large tracts of Europe and many old and famous States have fallen or may fall into the grip of the Gestapo and all the odious apparatus of Nazi rule, we shall not flag or fail. We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France, we…
Portrait of Princess Margaret in front of the portrait by Annigoni, by Cecil Beaton Last year Viscount Linley surprised everyone by buying back an Annigoni portrait of his mother, Princess Margaret, from a sale of family heirlooms… While the painting was being copied, various sections were magnified, revealing previously…