MY PATIENCE with Daisy Waugh finally wore out last Sunday when she described an elderly waiter who wore 'horrible pale blue fitted summer trousers' ('On the north-west frontier', Review). Whatever was the purpose of such gratuitous rudeness? Did it never occur to her that a waiter - even a waiter in Willesden, even an Indian waiter in Willesden - might just read the Independent on Sunday.
Diana Roxburgh
London E11
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