As Melbourne dragged itself into winter, it was becoming apparent to me that I was probably the only person in it, or perhaps even anywhere else, who was actually looking forward to seeing Grace of Monaco. However, if there’s one thing I like, it’s a film about rich people, so off I marched on the […]
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*The princess ride (or nappy ever after)
When I visited foggy London town this year, I did two things that demonstrate, once and for all, what a massive idiot I am. First, I forgot to go to that big old David Bowie exhibition; and, second, I was too cowardly to ask anyone at Harrods where I could find the Diana and Dodi […]