The croissant crumbs had barely the floor at Soho House when our guest was whisked upstairs, plonked on a big leather sofa and asked to tell us a story about Bill Clinton. Which he did, and here it is…
The croissant crumbs had barely the floor at Soho House when our guest was whisked upstairs, plonked on a big leather sofa and asked to tell us a story about Bill Clinton. Which he did, and here it is…