As eagle-eyed readers will testify, we don’t, alas, reside in one of the leafier streets in NW5. However, we enjoy a bucolic stroll past a grand window as much as the next urchin, and so wild-eyed champagne socialists couldn’t hold us back from gatecrashing the manor’s most upscale social bash: Lady Somerset’s annual party.
It was, as you’d expect, a lesson in how to conduct a genteel neighbourhood event: Jubilee-style tables and seating; reasonably-priced food (£4); BYO wine; a small stage with eclectic line-up; plenty of stuff for the kids. Not to mention a big yellow sun that shone and dazzled in equal measures.
Local luminaries proliferated: oh look, there’s author Conor Gearty compering; Guardian editor Alan Rusbridger giggling nearby; media bloke Charlie Beckett hiding behind shades – and Camden New Journal’s illustrious Dan Carrier lugging his decks out of a van. And us! Yes, we were there too, even privileged enough to be interviewed in the ‘LSR Street Party Magazine’ by local schoolkid Emil Sands. Here it is in full:
Of the music turns we enjoyed ukelele lady Sara Spade, but being dog lovers, our fave moment was of course the canine show, a riot of breeds of various shapes and sizes united by their wretched exhaustion from the heat.
Funniest category was for pets that most resembled celebrities. Pictured on the left is the elegant runner-up: can you guess Hollywood superstar she apparently recalls? Other winners were a pug that resembled Spock, and a mutt with the visage of former PM Gordon Brown.
And our other preferred pooch? Why the delicate Willow, of course, winner of ‘most beautiful dog’ award, here resting on the pavement after her sensational victory.
Obviously Pepper would have swept the board had she not been at home with a paw injury.
Anyway, were you there? And what time did it all go on till? We had to leave early, alas, to taste our new Patisserie Diarist Clare’s latest wares.