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Saturday 22 November 2008

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Divo (London)

Do you remember when, the other week, I went to St Alban, got lost and ended up in the wrong restaurant entirely, where I said, ‘Am I in St Alban?’ and was told, ‘No, we’re Divo, a Ukrainian restaurant. St Alban is over the road’? Well, what I didn’t say was that while in Divo I looked about me and thought: ‘Hello, hello, hello, what is going on here?’, which I bet you thought only comedy policemen ever said to themselves, but haven’t I just proved you wrong? I do believe I have. Anyway, I call my old pal Robbo (you remember him — he’s the one from ‘Leeds’, which I still can’t place — have you heard of it?) and ask if he’d like to come along. ‘What sort of restaurant is it?’ he asks, reasonably enough. ‘Posh Ukrainian, I think,’ I say. ‘With, from my brief glimpse of it, swagged curtains like you would not believe. It’s like Laurence Llewelyn-Bowen has gone doolally on crack in there.’ ‘It sounds appalling,’ Robbo says. ‘But I’m up for it.’ He doesn’t get out much, obviously.

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