Pulling power

On board S/Y Bushido

My closest friend Yanni Zographos, who died 11 years ago, had a system for picking up women with young children in tow. As he passed a mother pushing a pram he would announce to no one in particular, ‘Les jolies mamans font des jolies bébés…’ Starting in the summer of 1956, my first free year after 11 years in captivity, I put his theory to the test. In the 51 ensuing years I can confirm that neither Yanni nor I ever managed to pick up a single woman with that line. Still, we always remained upbeat and confident. Another favourite pick-up line of Yanni’s back in the Fifties was to yell ‘taxi’ while riding in his Bentley convertible in Athens. Greece had about 2,000 cars in total, people were poor and public transport terribly crowded and unreliable. Yanni and I would cruise up and down Zographos — an Athenian area named after his family — offering taxi rides to women; yet again I can confirm that in the 40 years leading up to his death neither he nor I ever managed to persuade a single member of the female sex to get into the bloody Bentley.