How do you usually spend your Sundays?
Since my week is usually heavily marked by client meetings, travel, events, and the occasional press appointment, I fall into a kind of trance on Sundays, if possible. Sleeping in, no alarm clock ringing, just the natural daylight tickling me awake. A large coffee, the Sunday edition of the FAZ, the DIE ZEIT from Thursday, and the weekend edition of the FT smile seductively at me from the kitchen table. After a forbidden length of time in my nightgown, I go for a walk or exercise in the afternoon, sometimes go to a matinee at the cinema, or have long phone calls with family and friends. In the evening, we cook pasta Bolognese and I end the day with a glass of red wine.