Berkeley Square

Yes.

He was at the house of Admiral Sinclair at Berkeley Square during the whole of the evening when this accident occurred.

The admiral vouches for him.

He's one of the two who have the only keys to the safe.

There was certainly the Australian, uh, version with The Mixtures.

Uh, I've written down Berkeley Square.

Uh, we were just talking about Berkeley Square.

What was the name of the song featuring Berkeley Square? Was it from a movie? If anybody can remind me, 133693.

Lovely text from, uh, Judy who says, "Tone, love the program.

Uh, don't forget that Joe Cocker of course played Woodstock.

How are you?

I'm well, and thank you for asking, Jim

Yes.

He was at the house of Admiral Sinclair at Berkeley Square during the whole of the evening when this accident occurred.

The admiral vouches for him.

He's one of the two who have the only keys to the safe.

Holiday in the Bahamas, water-skiing, playing golf, and gambling.

And Luckie becomes a regular at John Aspinall's Clermont Gaming Club in Berkeley Square, one of London's most fashionable gambling establishments, and he was very good.

Luckie had a talent for games requiring skill, including backgammon and bridge.

Unfortunately, being good at gambling is not the same as being sensible at gambling.

You know, actually really exciting, 'cause it was a, quite a s- small unit, you know, a couple of small vans filming, grabbing scenes in the m- right in the middle of London where incidents had taken place.

There was a famous incident in Tight Street where they put a, a bomb in a, a letterbox, um, in Chelsea, and we filmed in Berkeley Square.

And, and actually was in one of the London squares, we were filming one day, and we had a gun.

The police...

I couldn't believe it.

He took me to a sushi lunch in Berkeley Square, and I was sitting around and I said, "You know, I'm totally unemployable, Mr. Uehara, and, and, you know, I need to start a new business, and I don't know what to do." And then as I looked down at my plate and I said, "How about sushi?" You know-

[laughs]

... because I'd lived in California, and, uh, you know, it would become a big thing there.

There was no difficulty at all about the appointment, said Holmes, for the girl glories in showing abject filial obedience in all secondary things in an attempt to atone for her flagrant breach of it in her engagement.

The general phoned that all was ready, and the fiery Miss W turned up according to schedule, so that at half past five a cab deposited us outside 104 Berkeley Square, where the old soldier resides, one of those awful gray London castles which would make a church seem frivolous.

A footman showed us into a great yellow-curtained drawing room, and there was the lady awaiting us, demure, pale, self-contained, as inflexible and remote as a snow image on a mountain.

I don't quite know how to make her clear to you, Watson.

Absolute pleasure.

And I should say that we met at last year's PAD Art Fair in Berkeley Square in London.

And I've been really, really desperate to sit down and chat to you guys more.

We did meet over, did we have tea or did we have a glass of champagne? I think we may have had a glass of champagne.

And without taking a breath, without a music bridge, without any tonal shift, he turns to his live nightclub audience and says, And now we have come, ladies and gentlemen, to a melody time at the Golden Oriole.

and the orchestra instantly swells to full volume, and he begins to passionately sing the lush, romantic ballad A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square.

It is genuinely astonishing.

If you look at how the songs function in this show, especially compared to modern musicals where songs advance the plot or reveal deep character motivation, they do none of that here.

He is crooning.

There was magic abroad in the air.

I know because I was there that night in Berkeley Square.

Right.

"There was no difficulty at all about the appointment," said Holmes, "for the girl glories in showing abject filial obedience in all secondary things in an attempt to atone for her flagrant breach of it in her engagement.

The general phoned that all was ready, and the fiery Miss W. turned up according to schedule, so that at half past 5:00, a cab deposited us outside 104 Berkeley Square, where the old soldier resides.

One of those awful gray London castles which would make a church seem frivolous.

A footman showed us into a great yellow-curtained drawing room, and there was the lady awaiting us, demure, pale, self-contained, as inflexible and remote as a snow image on a mountain.