Tom Hanks only yesterday I had lunch with him !

I don’t want to go on too much, but yesterday I had lunch at the Savoy with Tom Hanks. I’ve been helping Tom out for a while with his type two diabetes. Anyway, after a fantastic lowcarb lunch (smoked salmon with a memorable salad) and sitting in the garden, finishing off a magnificent bottle of 1998 Krug Clos d'Ambonnay Champagne, the mood changed, Tom suddenly looked a worried man. Chill out Tom I said, you have this diabetes butt whipped. It’s not the diabetes Eddie he said, I’m being stalked.

I thought about it then said, Jeez Tom a mega star like you must be stalked by wacko’s and nutters all the time, what’s the big deal. He looked me straight in the eye, and with a face like a Japanese death mask, he croaked, not by Carbsane I don’t.

Christ did that put a zap on a good lunch. He could tell by my face, I had grasped the seriousness of the situation. How much trouble am I in he asked, well Tom I said, let’s put it this way, Carbsane makes Max Kady look like Mary Poppins by comparison. What’s the bottom line he asked what should I do ? Retire Tom I replied and double your security, and while you're at it, beef up your PR guru’s. Stand by to be stalked 24 seven and every film you ever made will be shredded and rubbished. Is the situation that bad Eddie he asked, I said Tom, when you get back in the US check out my friend Jimmy Moore, he’ll put you straight. And Tom, find a good shrink, the last thing you want is Evelyn Kocur inside your head.

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