Monday, February 05, 2007
Tom Utley: A red-blooded Mail
Tom Utley is a fine, upstanding hero of the Daily Mail - his hymns to nicotine redolent of absinthe celebration in another age - so I refuse to believe for one moment that it was he observed at the top of Shaftesbury Avenue (near Spamalot and the cinema), about 10.30pm, Friday before last, with a blonde of about 30 (or she may have been 50, who knows under artificial light). Hands were seen down the back of each other's trousers. There was drunken argument followed by kissing. Then the pair waited for a bus - irrelevently, Utley's wife is a bus driver (perhaps she is the blonde or was the blonde?) - near the fire station. No, it couldn't have been utterly Utley unless he was out with the missus.