It’s all right, my friends, really it is. It’s 8 a.m. on a brisk Sunday morning, and I’ve just read in the “Star” that my beloved Paul, Sir P. McCartney, is going to marry his Nancy TODAY. We can all rejoice that she seems a lot nicer than the last one, though I do confess, I find her CLINGY. In every picture, she’s stuck to his side or draped all over him; when he was being honoured in Washington, she was seated in the row behind, and though he was sitting between the Obamas, who might perhaps have had interesting things to say, she kept bending forward over his chair to engage him in chat. However, I think he likes that kind of thing. She’s very pretty and low-key, she has tons of money, she has a job in her father’s company, sort of, I gather.