I took my cat out in a backpack – and was surprised no one cared
I had only had the bag in my possession for 30 seconds before my first comment. “People will take photos of you with that down the street. Your cat will be famous,” the doorman of the Corinthia hotel assured me after I’d collected the rucksack from the concierge. The night before, it had been Chip’s home for the evening as he walked, or was walked, down the red carpet for the Argylle premiere.