Sitting quietly in the Derby Bar in Sauze d'Oulx, Italy, on Saturday night awaiting the arrival of the rush, I fell into conversation with Martin who lived across the square. When appraised of my occupation he declared that he had read one of my books and it had surprised him and amused him.
Oh what it is like to be famous!
The Derby Bar in Sauze d'Oulx on Saturday night.
The calm before the storm.
You should have seen it thirty minutes later.
It was heaving.