Becks in the city
We could write an entire magazine on the Beckhams’ visit, if we were to transcribe all the gossip that’s been flying around. So here are the titbits that appeared on our
radar: the couple and their sons flew over first class with a certain Arab airline and, according to inflight staff, the boys were ‘extremely well behaved’. They stayed at the Montgomerie boutique hotel, while the rest of AC Milan resided at the Park Hyatt. Victoria then kept herself busy, going to the Montgomerie Golf Club gym nearly every day and clearing out Emirates Tower’s Boutique One so she could shop alone (bar her two PAs and bodyguard). She also went along to a presentation on the World Islands with Nakheel, further fuelling rumours that they’re considering buying one of them. David, meanwhile, did his best to bond with his new team-mates (erm, see left), heading to a private function with them at Chi after their victory on Tuesday, then hanging out with them at The Terrace on Wednesday night. It was here that he refused to return our smile. Does he not know who we are? And, more importantly, can we get in trouble for stalking?
U2 – but not for you
The Insider has a gripe to get off our chests. Last week, after looking at our Time Out guide, we decided to trundle up to Ibn Battuta’s Grand Megaplex for a 10pm screening of new concert movie, U2 3D. You can imagine our displeasure when we were told the film wasn’t on until midnight. ‘Was our timetable incorrect?’ we asked. ‘No,’ they replied. ‘Someone hired out the cinema for a private showing.’ That’s right – the entire screen, without any sort of warning to plebs like us. We couldn’t help but hope the show-offs choked on their popcorn.
Think your job is dull? Imagine how it must be for the person testing the Metro’s new doors. They have to open and close them a million times – thus, hitting the button (once to open, once to close) a total of two million times. And imagine their RSI insurance claim.