Will Waspe
You might have thought there were enough male misogynists around without women getting in on the act, but the Coors/ion's • Woman's Page editor Linda Christmas seems to have no high regard for her sex. Many are her pages where every word is. written by men, and it is taken for granted by all that no women need apply for staff jobs on the page (something Judith Cook failed to realise). And there are plenty going, following the departures of Mss (if that is the plural of Ms) Adburgham, Stott (son), Stott (jun), Dunne etc. Even rice Guardian writer Jill Tweedie, returning from Moscow and raring to go, got a seasonally frosty reception from the White Christmas, being told that her hyper-sensitive compassionate style was rather old-fashioned now, Jill dear, and anyway, it got for too favourable response. Which might be considered taking professional — er — competition too far.
Bounced
Operagoers will have been intrigued to see the credit " Production conceived by Vaclav Kaslik in the programme for
Covent Garden's new Tannhouser, but this unusual wording concealed untoward. events such as a Garden staff man being called in to sort out the disorder, and Kaslik himself not only trumpeting abroad that he was having his name taken oft the programme, but even writing to the arts editors of three national dailies disclaiming responsibility for what was going to happen on the stage. With commendable consistency he withdrew the let• ter twenty-four hours later. There was talk of deflatable substances that were failing to deflate, but the only substance that seems to have been successfully deflated is the reputation of this .particular Czech, who need not be ri. presented for a year or two,
Callous
Even Waspe cannot find it in his hard, hard heart to be unkind about the apparently nationwide disorder caused by Callas's carcellation of her come book, so pathetic is the spectacle of a great lady working out her neuroses in public. He cannot, however, share the confidence of her " (Jose companion" Giuseppe di Stefano that this is merely a postponment, touched though he is by the news that he is " keeping her good company." Nothing like a bit of " good company '' to cure all ills. But no tears need be shed for the idiots who paid El 10 tor black market seats: serve them diA ninod well right.
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