But, poppets, i had to put it in a cover of a Fern Michaels' book when I went to the day spa here in Greenwich. Bar was there - thumbing through a copy of Family Circle while they did her blue rinse and of course everyone is talking about the private charity concert hosted by that hedge fund fellow at which Eric Clapton is being paid $1.5 million to perform for just a few of us at the club. Thank the Savior that the date's being kept secret so that the riff raff can't even come near and hear a note or two. Ruby, that sweet darkie milliner, hasn't been this busy since Poppy's inauguration; it's just a shame she has to take the bus to and from Bridgeport everyday and that with her youngest in the hospital with lead poisoning. The reading just takes my mind off of all of these nasty little annoyances.