Idit held her cards close to her chest. As the night of her B dinner approached, she subtly let on that between being very busy with work, and as only Bernhard and I joining herself and Oliver dear for dinner, she probably won’t go very thematic on it. This one will be low-key. So with …
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Ra Ra Rasputin!
6th of September You’d think nothing would be more disturbing – as dinners go – than being served grasshoppers and squirrels to eat. But you’d be wrong. Having Premier Putin open Idit’s apartment door was much worse, and scared the bejeezus out of me. Well, Idit in a Putin mask. But it was still bloody …