Great launch for My Tutu Went AWOL at the London Hippodrome last Monday. The Royal Marine himself, Stacks, couldn't make it - he's off again protecting ships from marauders. He said we ought to pool our joint wisdom for a How We Met feature (that is, in the event I should ever get one). So:
Travel upstairs on buses. At eighteen put yourself down for a Peabody Trust home, at fifty for an alms house. Always remember how easily accessible are Radio 4, libraries and death. Be able to pull away in third gear. Have one outfit that is strictly Just for Best. Check the Reduced for Quick Sale shelves first but don't stint on toilet paper, coffee or mascara. Never treat a wank as casual.