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Black Armband Day

I see that Peter Ustinov has died. Sad, sad day.

I met him once, about fourteen years ago, and even though only brief, it left a lasting impression - he had a bearing and a manner (and of course a wit) that simply imposed themselves on one's senses in such a way that he filled all the available space.

I'd happily count him a personal hero, and the author of one of my favourite lines ever. On being asked to describe Toronto: "It's like New York, run by the Swiss."