Thursday, September 20, 2007

Suzanne Moore writes ...

Darling Suzanne Moore - of fuck-me shoes fame (copyright G Greer) - writes a short note following my New Statesman party report ...

Madame you flatter me. Not six inches - barely three! Strange do though....I didn't meet the only person I wanted to meet.
Suzanne X

8 comments:

Duralex said...

<< I didn't meet the only person I wanted to meet. >>

Because this person has no physical existence. It's entirely a cyber-entity. :-)

Anonymous said...

wht is suzanne moore known as suzanne 'give me' moore?

lavinia said...

Mr Duralex is wrong - it was I who Suzanne wanted to meet. But I don't go to those gatherings now that the New Statesman is edited by a German and the Spectator by a Maltese. I'm told you simply can't get anywhere in the media these days if you're called Appleby or Robertson.

Anonymous said...

Ooooooh - Lavinia - you've got your grammar wrong, clever clogs!

lavinia said...

Drat. That's what happens when you have a Blue Train cocktail before lunch

Madame Arcati said...

And it's Robinson. Robertson is the QC married to Kathy Lette - she was at the party. I felt like tripping her up.

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