This morning. The gym. Eyes streaming as I was all of seven minutes out of bed. Head full of my lines from Much Ado. Clambering onto the exercise bike and a man (peculiarly fully dressed rather than in gym kit) approached and declaimed: "you know they're not even touching on the banks at G20?" I managed no more than a (wise but sad) nod. I should have retorted "you always end with a jade's trick. I know you of old." Barely appropriate but it might have flummoxed him.