Two hours before the interview, a call comes in: you cannot drive up early, but is it best right now? Arriving at the Boutique Hotel, located right in the center of the Covent Garden district of London, which we got in a terrible hurry, we are told: Florence suddenly decided that she would have lunch after our conversation, so we decided to postpone the meeting. Oh yes.
The meeting takes place in an old-fashioned furnished room. Florence seemed to have become taller since our last meeting four years ago. At least it became thinner. And pale. But despite all this, she is full of health and, importantly, is in a good mood.
Back in our last meeting, I wanted to ask if the writer Denton Welch is your relative? Continue reading