The incomparable, Isabella Rossellini.
| YOU PROMISED ME! What she's saying (and she watches me all day, never blinks) is: 'A thousand words, Jenny! A DAY! That's what you said. And how many have you done this week?' 'Um, four hundred.' 'Four hundred, Sir ! And what day is it?' 'It's Wednesday, Sir.' If Isabella could, at this point, she'd be shaking her head. 'You've let me down. You've let yourself down but most of all, you've let the Ladies and Gentlemen down.' (The Ladies and Gentlemen are an imaginary audience who live in our house. They have done, in various locations for over 25 years. They vary in number from season to season, but generally, we have around twenty to fifty Ladies and Gentlemen. They don't just react with applause. They boo sometimes and gasp. They're a pretty good barometer of our behaviour. On the whole, they're fair, they're good to have around. And they have a cameo in my new novel, 'Piano from a 4th Storey Window '!) |