As I have been unable to squeeze anything remotely interesting, let alone amusing, out of my aging brain cells today, my offering is of the only paparazzi-style snap I’ve ever scooped.
It was taken at the enthronement of Khyentse Yangsi in Kathmandu. Inevitably, perhaps, my abiding memory of that time is not of rubbing shoulders with all manner of celebrity, but of being forced to wear men’s paper knickers (donated by a kind friend) because my luggage never arrived.
Oiling a Rusty Mind 
and who is the lama?
Well that’s the irony. The ‘lama’ is Steven Siegal…