Thursday, early afternoon: I’m spending a few hours trying to update the three-year-old DE website gallery with the fruits of more recent shoots by Phoebe Allen (2008) and Gillian Kirby (2007). For each photo I have to make a thumbnail for the menu, which links to a medium-sized version for the website, which in turn links to the full high-res version for magazines to use. Very much a teeth-pulling learning process for me, and terms like ‘PHP’ still make me boggle blankly with technophobic incomprehension (if indeed it’s possible to boggle blankly).<\/p>\n
As soon as I upload the first high-res photo into WordPress’s new Media Thingy, the site throws a fit and goes down. It’s back up within minutes, but in those minutes Lawrence G phones to invite me out. So I take the Universe’s hint, admit defeat, and escape into town. The photos will just have to wait.<\/p>\n
I spend an entirely pleasant Thursday afternoon with the lovely Mr G and his equally lovely Russian fiancee Mr Fyodor, taking the river boat to the Tate Britain, where we gawp at the gigantic Burne-Jones ‘Death Of Arthur’, newly on loan. Mr G and Mr F got engaged via that Jules Verne-esque installation which lived on the South Bank recently: a huge and pretty two-way mute videophone connecting London and New York. Lawrence used cue cards.<\/p>\n
In the evening, I DJ at Club D’Amour, in a venue called Volupte, off Chancery Lane. I follow on from Tricity Vogue and her band – and her opera glove action – who do a jazz-swing set featuring versions of ‘Trust In Me’ (from The Jungle Book), ‘Sweet Dreams’ (as in the Eurythmics song) and ‘Club Tropicana’ (as in Wham).<\/p>\n
As I walk back to the tube – joined briefly by Lawrence, Fyodor and their young friends – when my mobile rings. Would I like to accompany Mr MacGowan to New York, and could I do so in the morning…?<\/p>\n
Now it’s Friday evening. I’m typing this in my room at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, NYC.<\/p>\n
The Chrysler Building is outside my window. So, New York is real after all.<\/p>\n
Back by Weds.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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