Fantastic interview in this morning's Telegraph with the great man. You have to register for the Telegraph but it's worth it for this interview alone. What a hero.
"Paris is another great weekend. I once did three movies on the trot there and was virtually resident for two years. The ritual was that we would all met at Café Moustache, which was owned by Sidney Chaplin, son of Charlie. Much merriment, of course, but before the morning grew too old there was always a 100-yard challenge race down the tree-lined boulevard for able-bodied males which I am proud to report I once won while still wearing my Donegal tweed jacket."
How could you go wrong?
