I followed up one of David Milliband’s recommended links from his blog after noticing that he is an admirer of writer Arianna Huffington’s blog. I met her once when she was Arianna Stassinopoulos, she must have been with her true love Bernard Levin then. They had a truly deep love affair which sadly did not work out.

I was a fresh faced cub reporter on the Wisbech Advertiser and Arianna had already distinguished herself as Presient of the Cambridge Union Society and had been invited to present prizes at Wisbech Grammar School. I had to secure an interview with this bright, rising star, only time ran out and the school’s Chair of Governors, a distinguished solicitor in the town, suggested I ride in the back of his two-seater sports car and chat to her then on their way to the railway station, a 30 minute drive.

How I managed to write shorthand in a squashed up horizontal position across his back window ledge I shall never know – but where there’s a will there’s a way. I do remember her lovely smile and large Greek eyes and lustrous hair; incidentally, I am half-Greek too.

She went on to marry Michael Huffington, a Texan oil millionaire – who she is now divorced from, and many years later I am still writing about her – on my blog.