“In the reception room, Bailey tugged at the sleeve of a coat. A manila tag attached to the collar said that it was from 1908 and had belonged to a member of the 18th Hussars. He plunged his hand into an intrnal pocket, which, he marvelled, had been designed deep enough to hold a newspaper. When Bailey becomes excited, he slides his feet wide, like a tennis player skidding on clay. By the time he brought up a very special entry in the Burberry collection — “I’ll get into trouble if I say it, but, basically, it’s the Queen’s trenchcoat that she had when she was shooting and it looks like there’s some blood on it!” – he was practically doing a split.”

– New Yorker, September 14, 2009

I love stuff like this.


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