It was not milk. The drink was a “white Russian” which used to be popular and, now I’ve mentioned it, it’s going to be pouring out of bars, packed in cans and available on draft at public gatherings.

Fashion ekes out a place in the strangest circumstances. While Rome was burning we were measuring people for ballroom gowns, formal suits and designer hoodies (the latter of course an oxymoron!).

But really, you have to start thinking widely and energetically, however painful it may be.

Relying on others for ideas is like leaving a car on a parking meter without paying and expecting a free ride. Uneven delivery is the result.

What’s your new idea for this actual moment? Now. Right Now. This second!