--> After I wonder what I’d say if the Haim Sisters walk into the hotel. It’s possible. It’s more than possible. It’s the hotel closest to the gig venue and the support act has just walked in. We ask at reception. They can’t say either way. They think we’re mad. We might be. We sit back down. My eyes are fixed on the automatic doors. I could be a Haim Husband by this time next week. They open. Is it HAIM? Not this time. They open again. Is it HAIM? Not this time. They open again. Is it HAIM? Not this time. But at least I can put it to rhyme. Before ‘I want to go on a boat,’ I told my friend. ‘A boat?’ ‘Yeah, a boat.’ ‘What kind of boat?’ ‘You know, the floaty kind.’ ‘With sails or without sails? Oars or…’ ‘Either/oar. OAR. Get it? ‘Very good. Leave it ...