Saw Harold Pinter’s play ‘Celebration’ on the TV, and loved the line about all mother’s want to make love to their sons, very funny. All the more so for when thanks to Red Pepper magazine which was supported by Pinter I happened to go back to his place with everyone else and I had the cheek to call my mother from his kitchen. Talking of Red Pepper it also makes my laugh now to think that Hilary used to moan that Harold P would complain if his articles were edited in any way. The cheek of the man, who does he think he is?! OK, enough I’m off to work, it’s the last day of February.