Strange, I can have the windows cleaned and Bertie can have a haircut but I will have to wait until 12th April to visit Geo. F Trumper in Curzon Street.
The young man at the newsagent caught Covid so The Times doesn’t get delivered until lunchtime, when his manager closes the shop and makes the deliveries himself.
Ira Gershwin was prescient when he wrote these lyrics for the 1937 film, Shall We Dance. His brother George supplied the music and Fred Astaire and Dudley Dickerson (I thought you’d need help with Dudley) did the rest.