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Don’t stay in Paris for the Olympics, come to London — we don’t have bedbugs


Frankly, I’ve never particularly enjoyed shopping in Paris, but not for the reasons you might think (shop assistants are rude all over the world, not just on the Champs-Élysées). Many years ago, I went to visit my good friend Robin Derrick, when he was working for French Condé Nast. That night he had taken me out to dinner in Chinatown, before going on to Les Bains Douches, the famous Parisian nightclub, where we spent the night dancing with Madonna (OK, OK, where we spent the night dancing with Madonna’s security guards). The next day, hideously hungover, we went shopping, with Robin buying a ridiculously expensive designer suit (it was, I think, green, and not a good green, either). It needed altering, and so Robin took it to what he thought was his local dry cleaners. Turned out it wasn’t anywhere near his flat, he lost the ticket and never saw the suit again.



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