Barry Diller, from mail boy to mogul
At the storied 92nd Street Y venue in New York, Barry Diller, now a sprightly 83, arrived on stage to a rapturous reception. Marking the publication of his memoir, the event featured a home crowd full of Manhattan media folk, some still active and some just enjoying proximity to the starry guest of honour.
Behind me sat a male model who had flown in from LA. Discovering that the elderly woman next to him worked “in entertainment”, he asked loudly: “I have somebody on the west coast, but do you know any good agents in New York?” It was that kind of night.