My great friend, Barbara, would have turned 85 today.
Ma grande amie Barbara aura été 85 ce jour.
I think about her every day. This is her with Baryshnikov, after performing my English adaptation of "Solitude", covered by a young admirer, Mika.
There's an extended interview with Barbara in the book being published to commemorate Edith Piaf's centenary. In this she speaks lovingly about Piaf and Marie Dubas, and the songs they shared...and about Georges Moustaki, the thug they shared.
Jeanne and I were at every Parisian Barbara premiere, and we all socialised together with some wonderful people: Reggiani, Saprich, Dumont.
Days which sadly will never return.
Many times I've been asked to write about our friendship. Will I do this?