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Low life

I am walking to the Spectator party — sober, clean and in all my finery

And I know I'm not going to feel this good again for a while

19 July 2014

9:00 AM

19 July 2014

9:00 AM

They do love a party at The Spectator. I was invited to four in ten days last week: the Apollo Summer party, the Spectator ‘At Home’ Summer party, the annual Spectator ‘Meet the Readers’ afternoon tea party, and our Spectator arts editor, the great Liz Anderson’s farewell party.

I hadn’t been up to town this year, and on the train journey up from Devon, I felt like a hick up from the sticks.

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