Eartha Kitt, Leonard Cohen and a case of split trousers
Updated 26 May 2016 For want of nothing better to write about this week, I thought I’d share a little story which involves pathetic name-dropping and also show what a complete idiot I used to be. Let’s go back to 1972, to South Kensington, a swanky part of Swinging London where I used to share a one-bedroom apartment with…