I’m off to the world premiÀre of Guy Ritchie’s Snatch this evening. I have such a glamourous life sometimes. It’s a strange one this one, because about half of all the people I know in the world seem to be going to it, because they all know my flatmate who worked on the film, and she seems to have invited about fifty of them. I hope it’s good – I wasn’t that keen on Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels.
I still can’t get over the name of the film. I still remember the day that Kate and I met in a bar and she said, “You’ll never guess what they’re going to call it…”