Obama: No we can’t lie anymore, the slogan is what we bought into

I COULD count on the fingers of one hand the number of times I’ve slept in a bedroom with another woman.

Never mind two. In fact, now that I think of it, I could count such incidents on one finger. So when a famous woman asked me recently if I remembered the night that the two of us shared a bedroom with a third woman, recalling it was not a problem.

The two of them were in the double bed. I was on a mattress on the floor. The two of them slept like babies. I sat crosslegged under a tented duvet, trying to complete and transmit a report to this newspaper, occasionally putting my head outside the tent to breathe.