In the Coven

I am kicking off my sparkly new blog with a distinctly unsparkly hangover. Went out last night with two girlfriends – we call ourselves the coven (I’m sure you’re in one too. It’s where you can stir and stir to your heart’s content and not hurt anyone’s feelings). I heard some really interesting things about Hugh Laurie (who I love), like how he is much taller than you’d think and will freely laugh at other people’s jokes, which is apparently VERY rare for a comedian. Not that we think of him as a comedian these days, only as the scrumptious Greg House, the best thing to happen to medical drama since George C left ER all those moons ago. Talking of George C, I have just come back from a holiday in Italy and stayed RIGHT NEAR his villa in Laglio, Lake Como. I did not see him, no, but I understand he was in residence and I like to think his eyes may have grazed my figure at some point in the street without my knowing.

I think I’ll stop there.