A year ago this evening, I was in Newcastle for the first time since the Before Times, although I have been back rather a lot since, to see George Galloway show his unmissable film, Killing Kelly. That ought to be shown on a Freeview channel on or near 17th July, not quite three weeks' time, the twentieth anniversary of the death of Dr David Kelly.
Around this hour, the train from Newcastle to Durham called at Chester-le-Street. As a man in his eighties, completely unknown to me, was getting off, he looked at me and announced, in the unmistakable tones of the old miners, "Brother Lindsay, you might meet a very sticky end, but you'll definitely never starve to death." It must have been the suit. And so far, he has been proved right.
You think you'll see that old man at the Gala?
ReplyDeleteIn hundreds and hundreds of forms, yes.
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