Spotted around town
A man was sat on the Tube on Saturday evening wearing an antiquated black suit with a chalk-white face, blood-red lips and fangs. The carriage was quite full—some people were chatting; others sitting in silence—but no-one around him was at all fazed, or indeed acknowledged his presence. He idly looked around him for a bit, then read his paper. I love London.
It’s time once again for me to delve into my mailbag and answer some of the huge pile of correspondence I’ve