Brunch with Tony
This past Sunday, we had our brunch with our favorite London Cabbie, Tony Walker (and his lovely wife, Debbie) at Swing 46. Tony is some raconteur, isn't he? Here's Tony (with NY Eastie Kevin) entertaining the troops (as it were) as we were, as always, hanging out in the front of Swing 46, waiting for everyone to get there. Tony got there early and greeted everyone as they arrived as if they were a long-lost friend. Over the course of the afternoon we were treated to recounts of some of his adventures (the ones that stand out were the ones about working with Steven Spielberg and driving gleaming George Hamilton - if I could type with a British accent, I'd write them up here, but I think they'd lose too much in the translation.) And by the way, if anyone ever runs into George Hamilton, ask him if he's ever had a cabbie in London named Tony, just to see his reaction! After listening to him, I think that everyone there could picture him in Albert Square, maybe a long-lost Mitchell or a Moon. It sure would be fun to see that happen.