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I had dinner with Rupert the other week.
I found myself invited to a private dinner in a private room in a swanky Sydney Restaurant, along with Rupert Murdoch, our Australian chairman, our MD, the editor-in chief and me.
It has to be the most surreal experience of my life.
Stting at a wee round table drinking fantastic wines, eating extrordinary food and listening to Rupert talk about foreign policy, the future of media and the Australian political landscape in such an intimate setting was gob smacking.
It was also the worlds greatest natural laxative as he kept asking me questions on the commercial direction of our paper.
But it would appear I answered his interogation successfully as I still have a job.
I just had to keep pinching myself for 4 hours - As well as drink copious amounts of wine!
From Musselburgh to Murdoch.
Ain’t life strange.
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