By Maureen Lipman, April 5, 2013
I have a duty. It comes with the job. My duty is to remember the face, name and exact place, time and point of encounter of every person I have ever met at every charitable knees-up for the past 45 years. While I'm at it, I should be able to retrieve from my crumbling amygdala, the names and immediate families of every person, not only I, but my late mother, have ever met on holiday.