Somewhat obsessed with Brideshead...

now the TV series -

And I'm quite falling for Jeremy Irons...

Those vile bodies....

"Miss Runcible said that she had heard of a divine night club near Leicester Square somewhere where you could get a drink at any hour of the night...They paid ten shillings each and signed false names in the visitor's book. Then they went downstairs to a very hot room full of cigarette smoke; there were unsteady tables with bamboo legs round the walls and there were some people in shirt sleeves dancing on a shiny linoleum floor."

I'm missing the Black Gardenia...

"The accumulation of common experiences, private jokes and private language... lies at the foundation of English friendship' Evelyn Waugh