This is serious, this business about perpetuating the species
Dear London friends,
Just arrived at Kennedy. The usual airline foodwilting bamboo shoots and the usual pack of media jackals at the airport asking the usual dumb questions. What is it really like being a giant panda? Is it true that I've come all the way from London to have an interpanda relationship with what's-her-name at the National Zoo in Washington? Is it true that pandas know little about foreplay?
That last question really steamed me. It refers to a garbled report that panda sex takes...