Two days before interviewing Vidal Sassoon, news arrives that he has cancelled all but our meeting to attend the funeral of a friend and fellow hairdresser, Joshua Galvin. I'm flattered, of course. But will the man who revolutionised hairdressing in the Swinging Sixties, and whose life is now the subject of an entertaining new documentary and a colourful memoir be in the mood for a conversation?
People tend to recognise Adam Goldberg's face before his name. He is the actor most remembered for playing the Jewish soldier Private Mellish in Saving Private Ryan and Eddie Meneuk, Chandler's scene-stealing, reality-challenged roommate, in Friends.
To misquote Tolstoy, most tales of families murdered in the Holocaust are depressingly similar, but each story of survival is miraculous in its own way. To live through the most well organised mass murder in history usually took a triumph of the human spirit and a fair degree of luck.
Shai Kremer is a photographer to watch. His stunning Israeli landscapes were immediately snapped up by the New York gallerist, Julie Saul, at his Masters graduate show in 2005. Since then his work has won international acclaim with shows in some of the world's leading galleries including Tate Modern and The Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York.
If ever there was a convincing argument for the licence fee, it is programmes like this. Very few commercial broadcasters use their resources to make documentaries about industrial chemists who died nearly 80 years ago.
Even before I watched this comedy, I knew I was going to hate it. Comments from friends ran the gamut from: "I would rather have my teeth pulled than watch this again" to "I would rather have my eyes gouged out with a fork than watch this again."
In vibrant oil paintings of lovers embracing, mothers shopping for the Sabbath and families picnicking, in dark gouaches of meditative rabbis, and in luminous watercolours, Dora Holzhandler imbues her subjects with a spirit of mystical intimacy.
Michael Grade is not the man he was. When we last met, a long time ago now, he was everything that the caricatures made of him. He sat in a plush office, red braces and red socks, smoking a giant cigar. As boss of Channel 4 at the time, he was every bit the big mogul.