Thanks for the letter, Winz. Just one thing. I’m not in fact dead

A letter offering condolences to David Townsend’s wife greatly exaggerated his death. It was amusing, but also concerning, he writes. It was just another sunny, summery start to the Wellington weekend. A lunch out at a friend’s for my wife and me: a delicious rosé the lively escort to a classy menu. And a fascinating … Read more