Loving these articles by Graham McCann, but this one made me come over all peculiar.................
Sexually, she was equally à la mode. On one sultry summer's afternoon, for example, the notoriously louche journalist Jeffrey Bernard arrived at her apartment to interview her for an upmarket magazine profile. After listening to her voice for a few minutes, he closed his notebook and declared solemnly that he could not possibly continue. 'Why not, darling?' she asked, fluttering her long and spidery coal-black lashes. 'I just can't concentrate,' he complained. 'And why's that?' she said with the arch of an eyebrow and a playful scarlet-lipped smile. 'Because all I'm doing is sitting here thinking how much I'd like to f**k you'. Now grinning, she replied: 'And so you shall, you silly boy,' and led him off calmly to bed.
...........Jeez
Yes please. 
