Overheard, I'm afraid....

We were lunching at a fashionable yet modestly priced eatery in London's fashionable, yet expensive Bloomsbury when we were exposed to the expostulations of the shrill posh young woman behind us who declaimed:

"I don't care! I just don't want him turning up at my opening!"

I mean, keep it to yourself darling, PLEASE! At the dinner table of all places, REALLY!