Sunday, August 10, 2008

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OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

Oh that is BEAUTIFUL! I Love "cobolt blue glass, as you know....! This is very very sweet.

granny p said...

Sic transit.... our generation takes its leave bit by bit - but not without succumbing to nasty illnesses first in many cases. We sigh and wait. Nice man - VERY funny -but not easy to be around, I think. Met him myself once, at dinner with another playwright - not so successful and also now dead - long dead - along with his long-suffering wife. He held the floor as I remember. Shame you didn't go dancing with him..But probably just as well.

PI said...

Naomi: it's like the little brother of your lovely ones:)

GrannyP: considering the 65 cigarettes and three bottles of champagne daily , the end was inevitable but he had a lot of tragedy in his life - not least losing his mother when she was still in her prime. And then his younger brother Piers. Under the acerbic wit I'm sure there was a good man. I think it was wiser not to have accepted the invitation; Barbara was not without a streak of mischief.

kenju said...

I love the cobalt glass too (both yours and Naomi's!)