If I’d known the killjoys would rage at one sip of beer, I’d have downed my pint in one
Wednesday, July 1 Captain, now Colonel, Tom Moore phoned me for a chat this afternoon. He still hasn’t left the house since his world turned upside down with his £33 million fundraising walk around his garden, so has no idea how absurdly famous he now is. ‘Be warned,’ I said, ‘you’re going to be mobbed … Read more