Greetings from London, Inky Ones
Now Jenni has arrived we are complete.
Enrico arrived here last night and we talked for what I calculate was 7 hours (3 hours at my place, 1 hour to and from the restaurant, around our favourite streets and to the tube, and 3 hours at Pizza Express, our supper favourite).
The waiters at Pizza E turn down the music twice, presumably so they can listen too. They are lovely waiters. They gave us a table where there was NO smoke; they overfilled our glasses with their tastiest chianti and they got the chef to cook the poet a special pizza no longer on the menu.
No room for the film. Further report on Talkathon part II, probably taking place Tuesday.