Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Last night was the Literary Review Bad Sex in Literary Fiction award, so this morning is the Literary Review Bad Sex in Literary Fiction award hangover. Over the last couple of years, the party's been supported by Hendrick's gin, and I've felt the need to support them in return. Ouch.

Rachel Johnson - sister of Boris - won the prize, and John Updike - who's been nominated for the award four times, got a lifetime achievement award in absentia, to mark his 'always the bridesmaid' status.

Highlights:
  • Alexander Waugh's always-superb speech - definitely his father's son in the best possible way
  • Nancy dell'Olio reading Updike's acceptance speech
  • Meeting Georgina Baillie in the cloakroom queue and drunkenly asking her what it's like to have such a gracious, cool, unflappable grandad and instructing her to give him a hug from me. I think she thought I was a tabloid scumbucket trying to catch her out, because she clammed up completely. You can supply your own punchline. I'm far too gentlemanly.

7 comments:

Kecske said...

That wasn't Georgina Baillie - it was Sylvia Peters...

LF Barfe said...

Oddly, I've also met Sylvia Peters while drunk. Me, not her, obviously. She couldn't believe that a 20-something (as I was then) had a clue who she was. She was absolutely lovely.

The Greeks on the Loo said...

That wasn't Georgina Baille - it was Jimmy Krankie...

LF Barfe said...

Or Nigel Noggin.

The Greeks on the Loo said...

Did you get my very nice e-mail I sent you a couple of days ago?

Apres la Guerre said...

Who's Georgina Baillie [sic], and, more to the point, her grandad? I could Google, but can't be arsed.

LF Barfe said...

Yes Matt. It arrived just as I was heading out of the door the other day. Have now replied.