My prospective lunch date for today is nine months pregnant, or at least was when I saw her last week.
She’s not answering her phone, and when I called her office they said they hadn’t seen her yet this morning. I suggested they call her at home and call me back if she is in fact on for lunch.
They haven’t called back. I think I may well be eating lunch on my own!
It is really the House of Lords being the House of Lords. Very funny.