As I write this we are all back at The Towers and Hugh has returned to London, divulging only that he’d got a “final fitting” with his Saville Row tailor.
But, before we parted he had taken Nigel to the local Farmers Market as he wanted his pantry to be full of wonderful local and ethically sourced produce for when he returned to Le Chicken Coup on Sunday, when “it” would all be over and he could treat himself a little”
It was also an opportunity to bond with Nigel who had followed Hugh round like a besotted puppy all weekend.
It seems that Nigel is now desperate to follow in Hugh’s showbiz, royal equerry, bon viveur type footsteps.
I understand they talked at great length with Hugh promising to take Nigel under his wing. His first piece of homework is to practice the art of non-divulgence and discretion. I fear this may take an awful long time for Nigel, but, will be a true test of his commitment to his possible future ambitions.
And, as a thank you Nigel dashed back to the Market Tent, presenting Hugh with the biggest fish cakes Nigel had ever seen, something for Hugh’s larder to tuck into ………. after “the event”.