Last Saturday I hosted the BAFTA Fellowship lunch at The Savoy to honour the great writer and director Mike Leigh of whom I have been a long standing fan. It is Leigh's pin sharp observation of human nature and it's frailties that make him such an outstanding director. I couldn't help thinking when making a short speech that Leigh would be noting my every mannerism, gesture, tic and mode of speech and fashion to be stored away and in a forthcoming screen play served up as some excruciatingly toe curling and cringe making character. I do hope so.
That's probably enough name dropping for one blog.