About once a year Kathy Lette, Josephine Fairley (above), Catherine Mayer and I manage to synchronise our diaries for a meeting at the legendary London hotel. This year joined by new pal Jane Memmler.
It’s always a riot, with every clan gathering feeling like we’ve just seen each other the night before, even though it’s always months (although I see Jo a lot, because we live three streets apart).
Oh the stories, oh the laughs… with one high point for me this year being Jo saying to the waiter: ‘I need to eat something salty…’
Left to right: Catherine, me, Jane , Kathy, Jo
Now I’ve got the next meet up to look forward to.
Not that they will be entirely absent from my life until then – and I don’t mean just the shared laughs on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram.
I’ve got Kathy’s latest book Courting Trouble to read at Christmas.
Catherine’s new one – a biography of Prince Charles, written with unprecedented access to the subject, called Born To Be King – is out in February.
And regular emails from Jo’s new business, The Perfume Society, with its gorgeous e-magazine The Scented Letter, keep me up to date on everything fabulous and fascinating in the world of fragrance.
I love my gal pals.