Wednesday 21 March 2007 2.11pm
I wasn't caught out this time. But about seven or eight years ago a man in a Mini on Goodge Street told me I looked like an Italian and needed some of his (fake) designer gear, and I was so excited at the idea that someone thought I looked like a character out of La Dolce Vita that I fell for his bluster. More fool me. Since then I've been pretty vigilant... and less naive about people's motives for flattery.