Teaching again - surely the most glamorous Arvon course ever. Apart
from my own brand of geographer's chic and co-tutor Louise (who's one
part Kris Munroe to two of Jordan Baker with a Margo Leadbetter twist),
there were models and style hacks, bohemians and bleached blondes, and
skinny denim that actually looked good (by virtue of being on youthful,
skinny backsides). And there was Donovan. I mean Donovan Donovan. I
mean 'Mellow Yellow' Donovan who said things like, 'So my mum ordered a
bottle of Mateus Rosé. And I could see Jagger looking at her like ...'
I mean that Donovan. I was star-struck beyond shame. Quite rightly
indeed.

Besides the glamour, it was a special week, as they always are, with a
special group who maintained their enthusiasm despite my almost
pathological lugubriousness. I felt ancient one moment, like a
kiddywink the next; very happy in either state.