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Diary

Why women are still fuming over my Desert Island slips

3 February 2018

9:00 AM

3 February 2018

9:00 AM

It never occurred to me, when I was interviewed for Desert Island Discs back in November, that I’d actually be on one when it aired last week. The plan had been to laze in a hammock under a palm tree in Ko Yao Noi in the Andaman Sea, with waves lapping against the white coral beach, read books and recharge for the year.

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