Jackie Danicki

June Sarpong + Paul Walsh

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I was sitting at a table at San Francisco’s Clift Hotel last night, having a nice enough time with a small group of mates and new acquaintances, when Paul Walsh brought June Sarpong over to sit with us.

A British TV presenter and tabloid fixture is the last person I expected to join us. It was like receiving a surprise visitor from home (I do still consider London to be home, inasmuch as I have one). In fact, that’s exactly what it was.

I was reminded of the last time I encountered a British TV presenter and tabloid fixture. It was also in California, at the K Mart in LA that’s opposite the Farmer’s Market, where I bumped into a very casual Kate Garraway. I couldn’t resist letting her know she’d been recognized in the one place she probably thought she never would be. Gorgeous, personable woman.

Anyway, June lives in LA now and she is absolutely wicked. Lovely, fun, and stunningly beautiful. Sorry, wish I could say otherwise - it would be more dramatic.

For more on our, er, interesting night, check out Paul Carr’s Web Mission blog.

Finally, those of the group who hadn’t succumbed to jet lag made their way on to the streets in search of an after party. And indeed one was found, in the form of Le Colonial - a club that is as cheesy as the Clift is expensive. Words like ‘train wreck’, ‘unbelievably awful’ and ‘I feel like a teenager again’ could almost be heard over the booming music and the DJ constantly appealing for us to ‘make some noise’. This in the noisiest club in the universe. If he wanted to make an appreciable difference, he should have shouted “make some quiet”.

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