I get this note from a friend in NYC and it made me laugh…
“When shall we have the call? Sunday might be best for me. Saturday is Independence Day, so we Americans will be out celebrating not being British and loudly expressing our patriotism, which involves beer, barbecued meat, and lighting things on fire. Nothing says “I love my country” like high cholesterol and burn wounds”.
I once met Robert Hughes in my local pharmacy when I was living in Soho. he lived around the corner. He was in bad bad shape and I gushed all over him. He looked at me like I was some silly little girl. But, I did make him smile at least. He is an amazing writer.
butterflyeffects: moorewr: currently reading… via www.laranotlaura.com
Sheesh, even I haven’t read this yet. Colour me impressed. Robert Hughes is a bit of a legend, though. I just didn’t think his legend status reached beyond our shores…well, maybe a bit in the UK, but certainly not in the States…
Now I’ve got a bug to have a gander…
