Archive: February 25th, 2005


That Richard Rutter is a jolly good egg. He found himself with a spare ticket for a Wedding Present concert and kindly offered it me.

The band were on top form and, courtesy of Richard, I had a thoroughly enjoyable time.

I’ll be going out again tonight but not for rock’n’roll. Instead, Jessica is taking me to the wonderful Seven Dials restaurant here in Brighton. Together, we will celebrate the anniversary of my birth.

I share my birthday with George Harrison and Pierre-Auguste Renoir (both dead) and I’m just one day too late to share it with Steve Jobs (not dead).

As for my age… well, let’s just say that I’m now more than a third of a century old.