I can just about remember Alan Whicker’s TV shows in the 1960s, portraying a world that not many viewers in the UK would be able to visit. No cheap air travel and a £50 limit on how much money you could take with you were the first two hurdles.
At the beginning of August 1976 I started working as a trainee for the august sugar house of Czarnikow. Today, 39 years later, I am leaving the City having been an oil futures broker since 1981.
Pictures never lie but they can mislead. I am not haggling over the price, just the quantity. I only wanted a couple so as not to stink out the compartment.
I was taught pottery (the posh word is ceramics now) at school by Gordon Baldwin and over the years have seen his work in galleries, at The Ashmolean Museum and The Sainsbury Centre for Visual Arts in Norwich.
An American reader puts down his copy of The Razor’s Edge by Somerset Maugham and, after taking a sip or two from a glass of Riesling, writes to remind me
Last weekend BBC Radio 4 broadcast Air-Force One a play about the events immediately after John F Kennedy’s assassination on 22nd November, 1963. If you are my age you will remember where you were when you heard the news.