It’s such a relief when there is a binary decision. On Saturday evening, either listen to Elektra on Radio 3 live from the Met or open a bottle of The (Wine) Society’s Vin d’Alsace, slot in a CD and, hey presto, High Society?
Binary decisions can be dangerous. Should the United Kingdom remain a member of the European Union or leave the European Union. The ballot paper, mystifyingly, didn’t have a question mark so I suppose pedants destroyed their voting papers.
I hope you like the extract from Suzy’s poem, published without her permission, but I’m told by her husband, Robert, that she doesn’t read what he calls my “letters from London”.
So where have I been to school? Well, I must digress, Trevor was my go-to broker for many decades and in March 2017 hung his socks up and passed me on to Alistair. What do I look for in a broker? Well, the same as I look for in a plumber, carpenter, candlestick maker. I want them to do the job, although I have not yet commissioned a candlestick. That’s how I pitched as a broker for 39 years. I am inviting criticism but I hope that a combination of expertise, professionalism and charm is why clients signed up. Of course my colleagues brought in many more clients than I did but they used the same bait.
The Sainted Trevor seldom asked me to corporate events – once to a Test Match at Lord’s – but young Alistair, ruffling his buttermilk hair, asked me to go back to school: The Chocolate School. I went only because I knew that it would be Blog Gold, and so it was. However, I am aware that it would bore your pants off to be told how chocolate is made, so I won’t even show you the choc bar I made but I will add on some music.