Our Far-flung Correspondents

Gram Ponante
Tia Brodie, the red-haired Brit who showed America how to love again, writes from London, where she makes an accounting of faithless flatmates, buggers who want to nick her motor, and posing at the top of some apples and pears.

"I should be in San Francisco mid-September and maybe returning to the Valley for a visit shortly after. Am unsure as to how long I will stay but I am so tired with England and miss everyone in LA terribly - I feel like I belong in LA; there is nothing here for me in England anymore.

"Anyway, give my love to everyone...I think of you all on a Tuesday because I miss the karaoke!"

As LA is at GMT-8, Tia is becoming morose about karaoke somewhere around elevenses.