A Tale of Two Mexicans
As Javier Hernandez, Mexican wunderkind of the backwards header variety, warmed the Old Trafford bench, I was sat in NFT1, at the BFI, watching acronyms go buy.
We were waiting for Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu to come on stage for a masterclass. I would like to write more, but really it wasn’t at all much of a learning experience. It WAS good to find out that even the big guys have big love for Judith Western. Still, good to see Martin and Cecily again I suppose…
P.S. Read ‘Pale Horse’ – loved it, especially having lived in that part of London and so dug all the name checks. Weird to think it’s 15 years old though….