Yesterday I mentioned three revelations from Personal Assets Trust and forgot to tell you the third. It discloses its carbon emissions, not something I associate with an investment trust that has nine employees, excluding directors.
Yesterday a friend sent me an article from The New York Times celebrating the centenary of the Negroni cocktail, invented by Count Camillo Negroni at his local caffè in Florence in 1919.
I like Peter Starstedt’s 1969 hit Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)? Here is one verse. Your name is heard in high places You know the Aga Khan He sent you a racehorse for Christmas And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh, ha-ha-ha.
Earlier this year I posited that the expanded London Ultra Low Emissions Zone, effective in 2021, will stop me owning a car. Well, I can change my mind, can’t I?
I’m aware more than one reader knows more than me about Sir Hugh. He came to mind when a friend in California sent me an article by Moran O’Neill based on her book: Hugh Lane: The Art Market and the Art Museum, 1893–1915.
When I was given a signed hardback of Alan Clark’s Diaries by politically-minded friends as a 40th birthday present I had little interest in reading them.
Gentlemens’ clubs in London and around the world are often of great architectural distinction. It would be an agreeable task to visit them and write about their splendours.