...sex. In fact I was acting the prude. Something is very wrong…ahem. Afterwards I wandered around St Boltoph’s without Bishopsgate. This is not only the most beautiful name for a church but also a strange little ...to be an Italian restaurant. It’s one of those weird incongruous things about London. I looked up St Boltoph when I got home. He was dull. One of the tombs has an iron arm on the railings....