So tempted to buy this book just based on the wonderful image it paints of Peter:
- [Mandelson] glared back at me, unsmiling, lip trembling.
‘Let me make it clear to you, Jeremy. I do not spin. I do not operate “puppet strings”’ — he was rising to his theme — ‘I am not a dark lord of manipulation, or whatever it is you people are saying this week. I am not working behind the scenes, I am not Machiavellian, I am not plotting or planning and I am definitely NOT SPINNING.’
His speech was interrupted by his mobile phone. ‘Excuse me.’ He turned away from me to answer it, listened for a moment and then hissed violently: ‘This. Must. Be. Defused.’
At any point, Peter would be involved in about 20 highly personal run-ins with political journalists, so I never felt left out.
Another time, [Mandelson] beckoned me with a melodramatically outstretched finger that kept beckoning until I was but 12 inches from his face.
‘I am in . . . can . . . descent with you,’ he hissed.
Within three seconds of the piece ending, my bleeper goes off:
I dial the number. The phone picks up immediately at the other end. All I hear is Mandelson’s voice, a slow whisper.
‘Well, well, well.’
As if it was a personal betrayal
Peter’s propensity for melodrama is delicious.
The Winged Victory Of Samothrace Could One Day Dominate Your City’s Skyline
I GOT OUT OF BED AT 3 AM TO MAKE THIS SO I HOPPE YOU APPRECIATE IT
Blessed are the peacemakers: for they will know the price of the good biscuits and be rewarded with lordships.
Fashions of the Future as Imagined in 1893
Illustrations from “Future Dictates of Fashion” by W. Cade Gall that was published in the January 1893 issue of The Strand magazine.