Friday, June 25, 2004

Maccaba loses sex slander action.

I've not written much about this, although many of my friends have been popping down to court 14 when they have a spare moment. It's like a car accident: you know you shouldn't look, but you just have to.

It's Indecent Proposal meets A Stranger Among Us, with an NW11 backdrop, and a fey Enlgishness that's got a dark side, for sure.

The word on the Cricklewoodian (and that's where Dayan Lichtenstein lives, apparently, though I can't help thinking that must mean the Golders Green side) street is: the jury thought aliens had landed.

Don't know if this is washing our dirty linen in public, and hence to be avoided at all costs. Or a nutter. Sometimes, hard to tell the two apart.

Whoops. Hope I didn't libel anyone.

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